E. Piphanie

He who knows nothing, loves nothing. He who can do nothing understands nothing. He who understands nothing is worthless. But he who understands also loves, notices, sees...The more knowledge is inherent in a thing, the greater the love...Anyone who imagines that all fruits ripen at the same time as the strawberries knows nothing about grapes. --Paracelsus

Monday, July 01, 2002

when i was a little girl, scared of cooties and germs, i wondered if i would ever like boys.
when i had my first crush, i wondered if i would ever talk to him without stuttering.
when i finally had guy friends to talk to, i wondered if they would ever like me back.
when i heard the words "i like you" from a boy for the first time, i wondered if i would ever hold hands.
when i finally held someone's hand, i wondered if i would ever kiss.
when i got my first kiss, i wondered if i would have a boyfriend.
when i had my first boyfriend, i wondered if it would last.
when i had my heart broken, i wondered if i would ever heal.
when i thought my heart had healed, i wondered if i was too idealistic...
when i attended my friend's wedding yesterday, i now know something that i never thought possible.

every season in life brings about a different reaction, a different understanding, a different revelation.

oops! my postdoc sat down in front of my computer while answering a call. she must think i'm psycho. =)

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