“At this point, a reasonable person can’t help thinking how grotesque life is. It can so suck, to use the theological term. It can be healthy to hate what life has given you, and to insist on being a big mess for a while. This takes great courage. But then, at some point, the better of two choices is to get back up on your feet and live again.”—Anne Lamott, Stitches (via nsana)
“But your best friend is still your best friend. Even from half a world away. Distance can’t sever that connection. Best friends are the kind of people who can survive anything. And when best friends see each other again, after being separated by half a world and more miles than you think you can bear, you pick up right where you left off. After all, that’s what best friends do.”—(via lostwiththewolves)
“Here I became aware of the world’s tenderness, the profound beneficence of all that surrounded me, the blissful bond between me and all of creation, and I realized that the joy I sought in you was not only secreted within you, but breathed around me everywhere, in the speeding street sounds, in the hem of a comically lifted skirt, in the metallic yet tender drone of the wind, in the autumn clouds bloated with rain. I realized that the world does not represent a struggle at all, or a predaceous sequence of chance events, but the shimmering bliss, beneficent trepidation, a gift bestowed upon us and unappreciated.”—Vladimir Nabokov, “Beneficience” in The Stories of Vladimir Nabokov (via larmoyante)
although. there is something that bugs me about the whole “kill chivalry” thing, because the issue isn’t with the notion of chivalry itself: it’s that no one understands what chivalry that is.
chivalry is not the domain of creepy jerks who insist on holding the door for girls as a way of showing how “nice” they are and simultaneously enforcing that girls cant do things for themselves in a misguided attempt to get into their good graces (and their pants). real chivalry isn’t holding the door for hot girls: real chivalry is holding the door for everyone. and especially, it’s holding the door an old man, or a single parent overladen with groceries, or a little kid, or a breathless jogger, or a homeless guy who’s a little shaky on his feet, or whatever, and in not expecting any kind of thanks or even to be noticed for doing so.
real chivalry is about knightly virtues: honour, justice, courage, courtesy, and a desire to help the weak, whoever they are, whatever their weakness, and no matter what. real chivalry doesn’t mean treating women like they’re delicate pieces of furniture: it means treating them, and everyone, with respect, and doing whatever you can to help, whenever you can do it and to whoever needs it. it’s about protecting those who cannot protect themselves, upholding the truth, and championing justice.
real chivalry makes glory the last priority, because a true knight’s best reward is in knowing that they have done all they can to live up to their code, and to serve their realm and its people. according to ideals of chivalry, becoming a hero is a biproduct of living your life heroically, and true heroism is about holding true to your values and never backing down from a challenge or a chance to help the less fortunate.
so, when people say chivalry is better off dead, i don’t buy that, because it seems to me like chivalry (all outdated religious associations that i’m not getting into here aside) is something we could use a lot more of.
be the gallant knight of legend you want to see in the world.