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hasn’t hit bottom.»

As long as I am acting out of love, I feel I am doing best I know how.

“A great sorrow, and one that I am only beginning to understand: we don’t get to choose our own hearts. We can’t make ourselves want what’s good for us or what’s good for other people. We don’t get to choose the people we are.”

            *   𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄  𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄  𝐍𝐎  𝐃𝐄𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐒   which  could  break  my  fall  from  happiness  to  misery;    it  was  as  the  stroke  of  lightning    ———    sudden  &  entire.    /   sel.  priv.    multiverse  thief  oc.    by AJ.

ind. & sel. boris pavlikovsky of donna tartt’s the goldfinch rp.  loved by laure, est. oct. 2018  //  personal blogs, do not reblog! 

the goldfinch by donna tartt: boris pavlikovsky. “Well—I have to say I personally have never drawn such a sharp line between ‘good’ and ‘bad’ as you. For me: that line is often false. The two are never disconnected. One can’t exist without the other. As long as I am acting out of love, I feel I am doing best I know how. But you—wrapped up in judgment, always regretting the past, cursing yourself, blaming yourself, asking ‘what if,’ ‘what if.’ ‘Life is cruel.’ ‘I wish I had died instead of.’ Well—think about this. What if all your actions and choices, good or bad, make no difference to God? What if the pattern is pre-set? No no—hang on—this is a question worth struggling with. What if our badness and mistakes are the very thing that set our fate and bring us round to good? What if, for some of us, we can’t get there any other way?