I could have drowned…and my brother didn’t even care.

My wishing star glowed slightly and winked back at me. I could almost hear its voice, tinkling like wind chimes and church bells, reassuring me that everything would return to normal.

Making friends is not a big deal. Replacing me with them after talking to them for only one bloody day is a big deal.

She was merely an actress who had been forced to perform her part on stage without fully knowing her lines. She was not real.

We laughed as we ducked behind a pile of snow. Then our brothers came charging through the barrier, sending the four of us sliding down a white slope full of cherished memories.

I opened my eyes and watched the water stream past me. I let out some of my air and gazed at the cascade of silver bubbles dancing up to the surface.

Maybe I was wrong. Maybe there really is some goodness here in our world. But if goodness existed, that must mean that darkness existed as well.

I brooded over it. If it had been any other dream, I would have ignored it. But it was one of those dreams. One of those purple dreams. One of those dreams that had an unusual tendency to come true.

He is only fifteen! Does she really think he is prepared for marriage, especially with his intellectual range of a teacup?

But what if Oscar—” “Breathes fire and threatens to cook you over a grill?” “I was thinking what if he gets mad, but I think your way works as well.” “Then you shall make for a tasty meal.

I knew that it was impossible for us to be kept apart for too long.

Only knowledge and truth may result in freedom of mind.

time made me stronger, you're no longer on my mind

As more good Knowledge you get as more quality life you can achieve.

People love dogs. This is, I hope, the least surprising sentence you will read in this book. I myself have had long discussions with my dog friends, and by that I mean my friends who are dogs.

No life is messier than one in ministry

I’m skeptical of passive learning. If you don’t write down what you’re hearing and learning, what the odds you remember it?

The object of the Gita appears to me to be that of showing the most excellent way to attain self-realization.

If you don't come walking back to the pits every once in a while holding a steering wheel in your hands, you're not trying hard enough

That is not all I need. I need dogs. A house filled with dogs and a smart, funny, kind, loving girlfriend or wife.

Doubt is the offspring of knowledge: the savage never doubts at all.