So happy to know that love is not reserved for the sun; that even rainbows are proof of God.
God and Love are one. You can’t talk to me about God and not show me love, That will create one hell of a conversation.
I dream too much, and I don’t write enough, and I’m trying to find God everywhere.
“But I don’t want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.”
“In fact,” said Mustapha Mond, “you’re claiming the right to be unhappy.”
“All right, then,” said the Savage defiantly, “I’m claiming the right to be unhappy.”
I seriously doubt it, too. (via god hates protesters)