debilitating:

I like running because then my heart is pounding for a reason I can understand.

(via writingsforwinter)

If I set the sun beside the moon,
And if I set the land beside the sea,
And if I set the flower beside the fruit
And if I set the town beside the country
And if I set the man beside the woman
I suppose some fool would talk
About one being better.
— Chesterton papers, BL MS Add. 73334, fo.5. (via diaconia)

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Catholic break up lines

horsefeathersandhedgepigs:

thatcatholicgentleman:

thatonecatholickid:

Saint anthony didnt find us a future.

Saint Anne says you’re not my man. 

St. Jude gave up on this relationship.

(via walk-by-faith-always)

The woman God “fashions” from the man’s rib elicits on the man’s part a cry of wonder, an exclamation of love and communion: “This at last is bone of my bones and flesh of my flesh.” Man discovers woman as another “I”, sharing the same humanity. — The Catechism of the Catholic Church
The Church teaches that every spiritual soul is created immediately by God - it is not “produced” by the parents - and also that it is immortal: it does not perish when it separates from the body at death, and it will be reunited with the body at the final Resurrection.

Catechism of the Catholic Church

The soul does not perish.

What a wonderful truth that we usually overlook! How often do we describe men as mortal, when God lovingly granted us immortality? Our time on earth is limited, but our lives are not.

spicyshimmy:

cute date idea: five year mission in space exploring strange new worlds, seeking out new life and new civilizations, boldly going where no man has gone before

(via sherloaf-and-wheatson)

When you make an adult decision without calling your mother first.

ofgeography:

perfectxmystery:

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when you realize your adult decision has unforeseen consequences:

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(via americanhobbit)

If someday the moon calls you by your name don’t be surprised,
Because every night I tell her about you.
— Shahrazad al-Khalij (via unendingly)

(via thepapacyisfantastic)

I can listen no longer in silence. I must speak to you by such means as are within my reach. You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope. Tell me not that I am too late, that such precious feelings are gone for ever. I offer myself to you again with a heart even more your own than when you almost broke it, eight years and a half ago. Dare not say that man forgets sooner than woman, that his love has an earlier death. I have loved none but you. Unjust I may have been, weak and resentful I have been, but never inconstant. You alone have brought me to Bath. For you alone, I think and plan. Have you not seen this? Can you fail to have understood my wishes? I had not waited even these ten days, could I have read your feelings, as I think you must have penetrated mine. I can hardly write. I am every instant hearing something which overpowers me. You sink your voice, but I can distinguish the tones of that voice when they would be lost on others. Too good, too excellent creature! You do us justice, indeed. You do believe that there is true attachment and constancy among men. Believe it to be most fervent, most undeviating, in F. W.

I must go, uncertain of my fate; but I shall return hither, or follow your party, as soon as possible. A word, a look, will be enough to decide whether I enter your father’s house this evening or never.

— Jane Austen, Persuasion (via observando)

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