Writers sometimes give up what is most strange and wonderful about their writing - soften their roughest edges - to accommodate themselves toward a group response.

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.

Even we schoolchildren know that ordinary diplomats don't drive around in unmarked cars carrying Glock pistols.

You know you are on the road to success if you would do your job, and not be paid for it.

Every relationship can feel saturated by market logic or at best purchased at the price of the immiseration of others.

I am not responsible for all the journalists in the past that have told lies.

When I am creating art, I have absolutely no social responsibility. It's like dreaming.

The ultimate purpose of life is to show that Jesus is more precious than life.

Come to God for your healing. Don't hesitate. God, who is so full of goodness and supply, is always willing to bless, preserve, heal and restore you.

The world has not yet learned the riches of frugality.

Any man may easily do harm, but not every man can do good to another.

I wish the world would swallow us here, whole, in this moment. And that's when it hits me that this - this - is falling in love.