Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.
The Hunchback of Notre Dame was a really deep movie for kids, re-watching it years later I notice how heavy many of the messages are. Racism was an obvious one but the portrayal of religion and how it can be so badly skewed to support the prejudice and evil within people and also be so beautiful … pretty cool I must say.
How arrogant is it of us to assume God has the same prejudices we do?
And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.
That’s what real love amounts to - letting a person be what he really is. Most people love you for who you pretend to be. To keep their love, you keep pretending - performing. You get to love your pretence. It’s true, we’re locked in an image, an act - and the sad thing is, people get so used to their image, they grow attached to their masks. They love their chains. They forget all about who they really are. And if you try to remind them, they hate you for it, they feel like you’re trying to steal their most precious possession.
But I always think that the best way to know God is to love many things.