“Do what lasts, get around to everything else.”

When you love people like Jesus, you get messy. But messy looks good on you!

The battle for our hearts is fought on the pages of our calendar.

Selfless love is always costly; fear can’t afford it, pride doesn’t understand it and friends never forget it.

The way we love people we disagree with is the best evidence of what we really believe.

Something happens when you feel ownership. You no longer act like a spectator or consumer, because you’re an owner. Faith is at its best when it’s that way too. It’s best lived when it’s owned.

I used to be afraid of failing at something that really mattered to me, but now I’m more afraid of succeeding at things that don’t matter.

You can quit anything on a Thursday.

Courage doesn’t mean we’re not afraid anymore, it just means our actions aren’t controlled by our doubts.

Live your life like you’re exactly who Jesus thinks you are.

I don’t know every step I’m supposed to take. I think Jesus just wants me to take the next step.

A hope that makes us brave and expels darkness with light. That’s what I want my life to be all about – full of abandon, whimsy, and in love.

Words people say not only have a shelf life but have the ability to shape life.

Whimsy doesn’t care if you are the driver or the passenger; all that matters is that you are on your way.

We’re all amateurs when it comes to love. Don’t be too hard on each other.

Sometimes we ask God for help and God gives us hope, not because it’s different, but because it’s the same.

God made beauty so we’d know how He felt about us.

Every time that I’ve won a championship I’ve looked at my guys around me and looked at their work ethic and said ‘You know what, I’m going to win it this year. I feel that way now.

This music was her-the real plain her…This music did not take a long time or a short time. It did not have anything to do with time going by at all. She sat with her arms around her legs, biting her salty knee very hard.

Good art wounds as well as delights. It must, because our defenses against the truth are wound so tightly around us. But as art chips away at our defenses, it also opens us to healing potentialities that transcend intellectual games and ego-preserving strategies.

They sensed that what had happened around them and in their presence, and in them, was irrevocable.

There are also numberless earths circling around their suns.

I distrust Great Men. They produce a desert of uniformity around them and often a pool of blood too, and I always feel a little man’s pleasure when they come a cropper.

God has never done much but creep around and try to catch us disobeying it.

Baseball fans love numbers. They love to swirl them around their mouths like Bordeaux wine.