I wanted to hurry into the work of my life; I wanted to know, whoever I was, I was alive for a little while.

it is a serious thing // just to be alive / on this fresh morning / in this broken world.

Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift.

I don't ask for the sights in front of me to change, only the depth of my seeing.

Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?

Instructions for living a life. Pay attention. Be astonished. Tell about it.

One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began.

Keep some room in your heart for the unimaginable.

You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.

In this universe we are given two gifts: the ability to love and the ability to question. Which are, at the same time, the fires that warm us and the fires that scorch us.

You must not ever stop being whimsical. And you must not, ever, give anyone else the responsibility for your life.

Remember where you are and adjust yourself accordingly, not vice-versa ... otherwise, you might be toast.

Hey, I'm just looking for an excuse to retire so I can play summer league baseball, go coach my nephews, play pickup basketball. I've always had that ability to move on to the next thing.

In my room as a kid... I'd play a fighter and get knocked to the floor and come back to win.

I was undone by my Auxiliary; when I had once called him in, I could not subsist without Dependance on him.

I want the material I make to be mine; that's always the goal of the record and of the show.

Prosperity cannot be a proof of God's favor, since it is what the devil promises to those who worship him. (Matt. 4:9)

It is for each of us freely to choose whom we shall serve, and find in that obedience our freedom.

you are right where you should be / now act like it

I do the wrong, and first begin to brawl. The secret mischiefs that I set abroach I lay unto the grievous charge of others.

They have a plentiful lack of wit.