Passages

Τα μέρη που έμοιαζαν πιο ιερά κι από ένα σπίτι.

Although I did not call her by that name then, my love for Wild Woman began when I was a little child. I was an aesthete rather than an athlete, and my only wish was to be an ecstatic wanderer. Rather than chairs and tables, I preferred the ground, trees, and caves, for in those places I felt I could lean against the cheek of God.

Γυναίκες που τρέχουν με τους λύκους · Clarissa Pinkola Estes

What an apology can build after it has arrived too late.

You were my child. I should have protected you. I lived a lifetime in the moment I read those lines, a life that was not the one I had actually lived. I became a different person, who remembered a different childhood. I didn’t understand the magic of those words then, and I don’t understand it now. I know only this: that when my mother told me she had not been the mother to me that she wished she’d been, she became that mother for the first time.

Educated · Tara Westover

Το ερώτημα που οι εξισώσεις δεν μπορούν να απαντήσουν.

Even if there is only one possible unified theory, it is just a set of rules and equations. What is it that breathes fire into the equations and makes a universe for them to describe? The usual approach of science of constructing a mathematical model cannot answer the questions of why there should be a universe for the model to describe. Why does the universe go to all the bother of existing?

Μια σύντομη ιστορία του χρόνου · Stephen W. Hawking