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What a culture we live in, we are swimming in an ocean of information, and drowning in ignorance.
The shackles of belief, when reinforced by fear, are difficult to break free from and rarely done.
I believe that we were meant to live as social creatures, to reach out and bless each other's lives.
I've come to know that what we want in life is the greatest indication of who we really are (p. 331).
Can you ever forgive me? I already have. How could you? I don't deserve it. That's what makes it love.
The most important story we'll ever write in life is our own-not with ink, but with our daily choices.
There are two kinds of suffering in this life. That which pursues us and that which we doggedly pursue.
There are people who come into our lives as welcome as a cool breeze in summer- and last about as long.
Mr. Dallstrom is a bald, scarecrow of a man with a poochy stomache. Think of a pregnant Abraham Lincoln.
We spend our life building higher fences and stronger locks, when the gravest dangers are already inside
We are all in motion. Always. Those who are not climbing toward something are descending toward nothing.
People are looking for inspiration, and my books are sometimes the vehicles of what people are looking for.
I believe that love is the choice we make to raise ourselves and others to the highest planes of existence.
It was the first time that I had ever been romantically kissed. It was even better than the chocolate cake.
It has been a mistake living my life in the past. One cannot ride a horse backwards and still hold its reins.
People can become so blinded by their own perceived victimhood that they make victims of everyone around them.
Some so fear the future that they suffocate the present. It's like committing suicide to avoid being murdered.
It is better to be loved by one person who knows your soul than millions who don't even know your phone number.
In your hurry to keep Christmas, you have forgotten Christmas. The truest gift of Christmas is the gift of self.
Sunsets, like childhood, are viewed with wonder not just because they are beautiful but because they are fleeting.
The thing is, the only real sign of life is growth. And growth requires pain. So to choose life is to accept pain.
The further along we get on our life journey the more we wonder about those who traveled before us and paved the road.
Broken vows are like broken mirrors. They leave those who held to them bleeding and staring at fractured images of themselves.
It's our memories that make us who we are. Without them, we're nothing. If that means we have to hurt sometimes, it's worth it.
I don't think it is as much a human foible as it is a human curse that we cannot understand the beauty of a thing until it is gone.
I think the secret to a hoppy life is a selective memory. Remember what you are most grateful for and quickly forget what your not.
There are two kinds of people. Those who climb mountains and those who sit in the shadow of the mountains and critique the climbers.
You're the type who thinks of the glass as being half full, instead of half empty. "No," she said, "I'm just grateful for the glass.
Sometimes our arms are so full with the burdens we carry that it hinders our view of the load those around us are staggering beneath.
People aren't wired to be alone. Even in the stressful population of prison, solitary confinement is still considered a cruel punishment.
Some people spend so much time hunting treasure that they fail to see it all around them. It's like sifting through gold to find the silt.
I have learned that real angels don't have gossamer white robes and Cherubic skin, they have calloused hands and smell of the days' sweat.
To choose the path is to choose the destination, but sometimes it seems that the path is under our feet even before we know we're walking.
Raising or caring for children requires sacrifice and service, which, I believe, heals us from the destructive forces of self-centeredness.
The idea of being a novelist is really romantic, but it's kind of the same as being president of the United States - it's not gonna happen.
I have learned a great truth of life. We do not succeed in spite of our challenges and difficulties, but rather, precisely because of them.
So much of young adult literature has turned dark, almost pathological. It's almost as if there is a race to see who can be the most dysfunctional.
I've wondered why the famous congregate with each other. Perhaps it's to assure each other that they really are as important as they think they are.
I don't want to go to Peru. "How do you know? You've never been there." I've never been to hell either and I'm pretty sure I don't want to go there.
...the measure of life is revealed in the quality of our relationships: with God, our families, our fellow men." - A Perfect Day by Richard Paul Evans
In the beginning, I had considered these stops on my journey as interruptions - but I'm coming to understand that perhaps these detours are my journey.
Humanity is always looking for the next great world, the next frontier. I wonder how different this world would be if we were content with where we were.
The universe is a trillion, trillion threads moving in seemingly unrelated directions. Yet when you look at them together, they create a remarkable tapestry.
The strength of a friendship can be measured by the weight of the burden it's willing to share. (If you want to test this just ask someone to help you move.)
Rarely do we invest the time to open the book of another's life. When we do, we are usually surprised to find its cover so misleading and its reviews so flawed.
Sometimes, when tragedy strikes, people give up hope that they can expect anything more from life, when the real quest is finding out what life expects from them.
I believe that in spite of the chains we bind ourselves with, there's a primordial section of the human psyche that is still nomadic and still yearns to roam free.
I have a penchant for fresh notebooks and mechanical pencils. It seems every time I go to the store, I buy a new notebook. I have dozens of them just sitting around.
It's almost as difficult to believe that someone with so many trials could harbor such hope, as that there are those with so much advantage who harbor such hopelessness.
Everyone has problems. It's how you choose to deal with them. Some people choose to be whiners some choose to be winners. Some choose to be victims some choose to be victors.