In the book Men against Death I was greatly struck by the fact that in childbirth alone, women commonly suffer more pain, illness and misery than any war hero ever does. And what’s her reward for enduring all that pain? She gets pushed aside when she’s disfigured by birth, her children soon leave, her beauty is gone. Women, who struggle and suffer pain to ensure the continuation of the human race, make much tougher and more courageous soldiers than all those big-mouthed freedom-fighting heroes put together!
Crying can bring such relief.
It’s hard to tell the truth, and yet the truth is that she’s the one who’s rejected me.
I’m currently in the middle of a depression. I couldn’t really tell you what set it off, but I think it stems from my cowardice, which confronts me at every turn.
The Knock at the Door by Ina Boudier-Bakker.
Laziness may appear attractive, but work gives satisfaction.
Where there’s hope, there’s life. It fills us with fresh courage and makes us strong again.
Whoever is happy will make others happy.
beauty remains, even in misfortune. If you just look for it, you discover more and more happiness and regain your balance.
This week I’ve been reading a lot and doing little work. That’s the way things ought to be. That’s surely the road to success.