Debra Darvick

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WISDOM

BEFORE NOW

Hating vs. Loving — Frederick Buechner

The major difference between hating and loving is perhaps that whereas to love somebody is to be fulfilled and enriched by the experience, to hate somebody is to be diminished and drained by it. Lovers, by losing themselves in their loving, find themselves, become themselves. Haters simply lose themselves. Theirs is the ultimately consuming passion.

                                                                                        (Frederick Buechner, 1926 – )


                                                                                  

The Sins of Closeness—Eva Brann

The three sins of closeness: reproaches and accusations, demands and manipulations, complaints and maundering. These are like quicksand, easier to blunder into than to get out of. ( Eva Brann, 1929— )
                                                                                          

Suffering—Marie Curie

Although the world is full of suffering, it is full also of the overcoming of it. My optimism, then, does not rest on the absence of evil, but on a glad belief in the preponderance of good and a willing effort always to cooperate with the good,   that it may prevail.   (Marie Curie, 1867—1934)
                                                                             
                                                                                  

Comfort—Dinah Maria Mulock Craik

Oh, the comfort—the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person—having neither to weight thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all right out, just as they are, chaff and grain together; certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping and then with the breath of kindness, blow the rest away.                                                        (Dinah Maria Mulock Craik, 1826—1887)

The Miracle of a Dream—Howard Thurman

It is always miraculous to see a dream take shape and form. Dreams in themselves are made of the chiffon of our hopes, desires, and aspiring. There may be no limit to their fabulous unfolding, rich in all the magic of the fantastic. A dream may be held at the focal point of one’s mind and heart until it takes over the total process of one’s thinking and planning, until at last we become the living embodiment of what we dream. This is the first miracle: we become our dream; then it is that the line between what we do and are and our dream melts away. A new accent appears in how we think, the signature of our dream must guarantee the integrity of our every act.   (Howard Thurman, 1899—1891)