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This was the reason there was music, he realized. There were some feelings that didn't have words big enough to describe them.
Maybe honesty is overvalued. What's truly priceless is picking out from a stream of falsehoods the ones you most need to hear.
You can't be real," Delilah murmurs. "Says who?" I ask. "Did you really think that a story exists only when you're reading it?
Trying to change the outer is like seeing your unclean or unshaven face in the mirror and trying to shave or clean the mirror.
Were we more careful to obey the part of the word of wisdom that deals with the "do's" it might be easier to obey the "don'ts"
When the pastor and his or her church have a vision, they will put their energy, time, money, and personnel into achieving it.
The leader continually passes on the vision to those who come around, knowing that dreams, if presented right, are contagious.
Your whole life is really only all about that dear place in you where you know you’ve realized, you love, and you are reached.
We don't live in the Garden. We live far from Eden. Every life is full of heartaches. Every life, frankly, is unspeakably sad.
The early Celtic Christians called the Holy Spirit 'the wild goose.' And the reason why is they knew that you cannot tame him.
Sure, it was your idea and your fly, but he caught the big fish. Remember, fairness is a human idea largely unknown in nature.
In my opinion, actual heroism, like actual love, is a messy, painful, vulnerable business—and I wanted to try to reflect that.
I've read a lot of bad books. I used to review books for a living, and when you're a reviewer you read tons of terrible books.
Witness also that when we talk about literature, we do so in the present tense. When we speak of the dead, we are not so kind.
I suspect that when the truth ceases to be heartbreakingly funny, we will be in a better place and a happier society over all.
My hope when I wrote the first book was that I would get to do it again. But it was not entirely clear that that would happen.
A sensual life is a ghostly existence where you live on the surface and your soul passes through everything, touching nothing.
For decades to come the spy world will continue to be the collective couch where the subconscious of each nation is confessed.
Rocks and waters, etc., are words of God, and so are men. We all flow from one fountain Soul. All are expressions of one Love.
Satan's greatest success is in making people think they have plenty of time before they die to consider their eternal welfare.
God seldom calls us for an easier life, but always calls us to know more of him and drink more deeply of His sustaining grace.
I know of no other way to triumph over sin long-term than to gain a distaste for it because of a superior satisfaction in God.
Giving in a regular, disciplined, generous way-up to and beyond the tithe-is simply good sense in view of the promises of God.
Worship is basically adoration, and we adore only what delights us. There is no such thing as sad adoration or unhappy praise.
...human beings always have and always will seek havens where we are free to be productive and to keep the property we create.
My basis of morality is this: does this action enhance life, or does it denigrate life? Does it build up or does it tear down?
The last clear definite function of man — muscles aching to work, minds aching to create beyond the single need — this is man.
One day we'll sit and you'll lay it out on the table, neat like a solitaire deck, but now - why, you can't find all the cards.
The trash and litter of nature disappears into the ground with the passing of each year, but man's litter has more permanence.
It is the nature of a man as he grows older, a small bridge intime, toprotest againstchange, particularlychangefor the better.
A funeral isn't for the dead. You'll simply be a stage set for a kind of festival maybe. And besides, you won't even be there.
A soul connection not only inspires us to expand, but also forces us to confront whatever stands in the way of that expansion.
This magnificent butterfly finds a little heap of dirt and sits still on it; but man will never on his heap of mud keep still.
In 2005... Mumbai, India, saw that country's most intense recorded instance of rainfall - 3 feet of rain in twenty-four hours.
Epigram and truth are rarely commensurate. Truth has to get somewhat chiseled, as it were, before it will fit into an epigram.
This was before voice mail, recorded phone messages you can't escape. Life was easier then. You just didn't pick up the phone.
Wherever it is you make your home, there is always this other place, this other person, calling to you. Come to me. Come back.
You may think that if someone else doesn't change, you can never be happy. But if you change, you can be happy no matter what.
Just because you go to church doesn't mean you're a Christian. I can go sit in the garage all day and it doesn't make me a car
I want to focus on God's grace and give thanks for all the good things in my life. I don't want to focus on what I don't have.
Is all anger sin? No, but some of it is. Even God Himself has righteous anger against sin, injustice, rebellion and pettiness.
You are a preacher! Maybe not with your mouth all the time like me, but as a believer in Christ, your life is a living sermon.
When you become a Christian, something truly amazing happens: God comes to live inside your heart. You become the home of God.
It's such an extraordinary time to be alive that you just don't want to miss it. I mean, it's a really neat historical period.
By staying active & learning to control negative emotions and thoughts, you can live out the rest of your life on a good note.
I am no faint-heart when it comes to the unpleasant truth. Indeed I have always taken a bracing sort of pleasure in facing it.
Strength is the capacity to break a chocolate bar into four pieces with your bare hands - and then eat just one of the pieces.
When he is late for dinner and I know he must be either having an affair or lying dead in the street, I always hope he's dead.
I don't lose an hour in the morning and expect to make it up in the evening; night is the wrong end of the day to borrow from.
It was heaven. Forget angels, forget St. Peter and glittering harpsichords. Heaven was a dance in the arms of one's true love.