Statistically, the probability of any one of us being here is so small that the mere fact of our existence should keep us all in a state of contented dazzlement.
In The Mourning [Live]
from the album: In The Mourning [Live]
In the Mourning/Landslide-Paramore
Every closed eye is not sleeping, and every open eye is not seeing.
There is no fear in love; but perfect love casts out fear.
1 John 4:18
Inside the snow globe on my father’s desk, there was a penguin wearing a red-and-white-striped scarf. When I was little my father would pull me into his lap and reach for the snow globe. He would turn it over, letting all the snow collect on the top, then quickly invert it. The two of us watched the snow fall gently around the penguin. The penguin was alone in there, I thought, and I worried for him. When I told my father this, he said, ‘Don’t worry, Susie; he has a nice life. He’s trapped in a perfect world.’
Alice Sebold (The Lovely Bones)