That was the thing about nature: make one lousy rule to describe it and it'll contradict you even if it has to transmogrify and metamorphosize and bust its ass to do it. and so what? if anybody grew w...
Sister Durrel is so beautiful compared to everything else at Sabbath school it's like my eyeballs turn into compass needles, and she's North.
I’m back! he told Life.
It’s strange the way everybody has their own pet notion about Jesus, and nobody’s pet notion seems to agree with anybody else’s.
I think it might fly around and around in there like a witch on a broomstick flies round the sky, and go right on hurting invisible parts of the person you don’t even know you’re hurting, because you...
I felt free to like all three of these men now, because I’d realized I didn’t have to become them.
Everybody gets jolted. You, me, before we die we’ll all get nailed, lots of times. But that doesn’t mean we’ll get turned into witches. You can’t avoid getting zapped, but you can avoid passing the me...
After watching what this purchase had cost Irwin and Linda, Amy and I chose a different path. Love, we figured, may be the best thing that ever happens between two people. And that the best thing is o...
Words in books can remind us of truth, and help awaken us to it. But in themselves, words are just paint and writers are just painters . . . Let us not overestimate the power of any form of literature...
More details explain things more, but less details confuse things less,
I loved the solar smile he would turn on his friends at times--and on me--nonplussing us when he simply left it on us, full-beam, for such a long, long moment that we'd finally have no choice but to r...
Choke on blood, if I speak. But then words well right up with the blood, I’m helpless to stop them: I know you hate the mill, I tell him, and tears come the instant I speak. I know you love baseball,...
An eye for an eye is smart, see, but love is dumb, lovers are fools.
You, me, & your papa are 3 of the tiny percentage of souls on this miserable earth who’ve figured out that playing ball is the highest purpose God ever invented the human male body for.
The heart [is] an organ that I find, if you have faith and know how to surrender to it, unfolds and unfolds in a most wonderful an unscientific manner, till it becomes the vastest and most pristine wi...
Cause I’m a Christian. Or was. And Christ’s love doesn’t work, is what we feel in the Army. That kind of shit gets you killed here, it’s an eye for an eye here, if Christ’s love was real this whole wa...
Because I wasn’t anything anymore. Not anythingI love or know or care about. Because thou shalt not kill, Kade. Thou shalt not kill. With all my heart I believed this. And I killed. So what am I now?...
And like many a Christian before them, they completely forgot that the only sword-shaped weapon Jesus ever actually used was the one He died on.
It was so good to see him in there, yet so funny to find him so much like me, and so tiny. Nice kingdom you got here, I added, laughing again. But it didn't feel quite right without you. Or should I s...
Music is just a word for something we love largely because it consists of things that words can't express. Likewise, the heart is just a word for something in us that music sometimes touches.