"There is a ruin in each of us.  A place where "what once was" lives on like an echo, haunting the landscape of our lives with its weathered foundations.  Abandoned,scavenged and dismantled by time, the ruin is the holiest place within our heart.  It is the ways in which we have been broken that have earned us a standpoint.  It is in our life's absences that a wild longing is born.  The place that has been ruined is a temple in which to worship, to throw down our grief and our forgetting, and praise what remains.  After all, these remains are the evidence of how greatly we have loved and should be venerated as the legacy of survival that they are" 


Credited to Toko-Pa by a friend on Facebook (not authenticated though!)