A common mistake we make is that we look for God in places where we ourselves wish to find him, yet even in the physical reality this is a complete failure. For example, if you lost your car keys, you...
You are not made in 'your image'. You are, in fact, made in 'God's image'. Therefore, which one are you looking for when you look in the mirror?
Dreams come from that special place in our mind where our soul loves to spend its holidays.
Envy is ignorance, Imitation is Suicide.
A joyful heart is the normal result of a heart burning with love. She gives most who gives with joy.
The hero surviving his own murder, his own suicide, his own addiction, surviving his own disappearance from the scene
More and more I feel like the boy who cut off his nose to spite his face.
On the way out to the car, Philip turns to me. "How could you be so stupid?" I shrug, stung in spite of myself. "I thought I grew out of it." Philip pulls out his key fob and presses the remote to...
Being here? With you? I've met my subconscious, and he's not that sick.
When had it become so ingrained in her to apologize whenever she wanted something for herself?
People deal with their shadow side in a number of ways, the most common way being to find outside enemies and point to them, demonizing them and blaming them for long lists of perceived evils. This...
But then in your thirties something strange starts to happen. It's a mere hiccup at first, an instant of hesitation. How old are you? Oh, I'm - you start confidently, but then you stop. You were going...
What had Old Joe Hunt answered when I knowingly claimed that history was the lies of the victors? As long as you remember that it is also the self-delusions of the defeated.
The shock of standing again under the wide pale sky, completely exposed. This must be what the oyster feels when the lemon juice falls.
It seemed to him that all his life he had followed the ideals that other people, by their words or their writings, had instilled into him, and never the desires of his own heart. Always his course had...
Many of Juan Diego's demons had been his childhood companions - he knew them so well, they were as familiar as friends.
What role was she expected to play in his life, and more important, in her own?
My life has been of but little worth mostly filled up with vanity.
To work here with a good heart I'd been forced to smother the snob in me.
Phury... I was going to come find you before I left. With a towel under his chin, Z looked at his reflection in the mirror, seeing his new yellow eyes. He thought of the arc of his life and knew most...
Some part of me instinctively reached out, and in an odd way understood this pain, never imagining that I would someday look in the mirror and see their sadness and insanity in my own eyes.
The measuring and mixing always smoothed out her thinking processes - nothing was as calming as creaming butter - and when the kitchen was warm from the oven overheating and the smell of baking...
At twenty - two, I had the callowest possible definition of interesting and, by the measure of my own calipers, was far from interesting myself.
Why are you being so cruel? Honestly? Because I believed your bullshit lies when you spewed them and I don't often make that mistake. I should have listened to myself and known that in the end, you're...
On reflection, though, it struck her as dishonest, like serving people ice cream on their first night at the fat farm. Hey, have some more hot fudge! You're gonna love it here at Camp Lose - a - Lot!
Rachel, you need to stop overthinking or you'll ruin everything - said her voice of gray silk with the rain in the background - The question isn't whether we can do it, but whether we can live with...
always meant to run away someday.
You're not a monster. You're a mirror.
How wearisome to let one's existence become something absolutely dependent on someone else's feelings; to have no option but to feel, to love a little too, whether or not it is reciprocated.
When your words are futile, you're better off keeping them to yourself
The Red Lion was a four-ale bar with a handful of lowbrowed sons of toil who looked as though they...
What could you do? Major Major asked himself again. What could you do with a man who looked you...
If I turned towards books, it was because they were the only sanctuary I knew, one I needed in order...
We all had to pay, but not for the crimes we were accused of. There were other scores to settle.
Hope for some means its loss for others; when the hopeless regain some hope, those in power--the...
Why are they going to disappear him? I don't know. It doesn't make sense. It isn't even good...
Keep in mind that when we talk of a great painting we are not really talking about anything great....
It isn't even good grammar. What the hell does it mean when they disappear somebody?
Read me back the last line. 'Read me back the last line,' read back the corporal who could take...