The Reason You Are Here

Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.

—Louise Erdrich

Thank you, Kind Over Matter, for this sweet, joyous reminder!

[Post image: Jump for Joy! by shirleybnz on stock.xchng]


  1. Lindsey
    Aug 20, 2011

    Adore both that photograph and Erdrich’s lines, which live in one of my well-loved quote books as well … So much truth. xoxo

    • Elissa
      Aug 20, 2011

      The quote sounds exactly like you, Lindsey! xo

  2. Connie
    Aug 20, 2011

    I have been broken, betrayed, left, hurt; and death has brushed all too near. But I have not nearly tasted as many as I could! Better days lie ahead, I am working to ensure.

    • Elissa
      Aug 20, 2011

      I’m with you, Connie. Isn’t it grand we can try again? To taste life, that is? xo

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    Aug 21, 2011


  4. Anna
    Aug 21, 2011

    This is beautiful, Elissa! Your blog is an oasis.

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The quote I live by

Have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart. Try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books written in a foreign language. Do not now look for the answers. They cannot now be given to you because you could not live them. It is a question of experiencing everything. At present you need to live the question. Perhaps you will gradually, without even noticing it, find yourself experiencing the answer, some distant day.
--Rainer Maria Rilke in Letters to a Young Poet

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