“Jason glanced at the creature. It remained the same distance away as before, still as a statue. “What do you want?” Jason asked. No answer. “Are you the thing that followed Tark?”

For a wound to heal, you have to clean it out. Again, and again, and again. And this cleaning process stings. The cleaning of a wound hurts. Yes. Healing takes so much work.

The Holy Spirit is profoundly committed to restoring the first commandment to first place in our lives.

Running toward danger is foolhardy. … But so is closing your eyes to it. Many perils become less dangerous once you understand their potential hazards.

…even misplaced faith can help us gain knowledge. We try to be smart about where we put our faith and we adjust as we learn more.

Then she imagined Hal giving a rousing eulogy at her funeral explaining how Kendra’s death was a beautiful sacrifice allowing the noble zombies to live on delighting future generations by mindlessly trying to eat them. With her luck it could totally happen.

For each of us destiny is a blend of potential, circumstances, and choices.

We all posses different gifts and abilities. How we use those gifts determines who we are.

You look tired,” Rachel told Jason. “I wish I could jog and sleep at the same time.” “Can’t you?” Ferrin asked, joining them at the little cascade. “I always imagined that you could sleep rolling down a mountainside in a barrel.” “I probably could today,” Jason conceded.

I am so old, I entered engineering school with a slide rule. And I left engineering school with a calculator. I can still use a slide rule but it’s not a skill you especially need anymore.

I don’t know how you’re standing here. Yet you haven’t broken. Not where it matters. Having come this far, I’m not sure you can be broken.

Don’t let the brownies bite.

The love of reading can be contagious.

There was a show in which these scientists shared the secrets of the world’s oldest living people, people still functioning past 100 years-old.

Faith isn’t knowledge, Rachel. Faith is a tool. Faith keeps us going until we get the knowledge. Faith keeps us striving until we reach the consequences of our most important decisions.

….there is a difference between hearing and listening. You can’t always help what you hear. But you can control what holds your interest, what you choose to dwell on.

Ew, sicko. I was practicing Edomic.” “Sure you were,” Jason said. “You’re just too embarrassed to admit you were playing hide-and-seek all alone. Rachel hiding, nobody seeking.

The best way to create emotional or spiritual distance between me and another person is for them to come up to me and go, ‘yaassssss.’

Success isn’t how far you got, but the distance you traveled from where you started.

I learned some invaluable lessons in Nashville that apply to both farming and show business: Do not corner something you know is meaner than you; keep skunks of all kinds at a distance; if you forgive your enemies, it messes up their heads.

There are some people you’ve just got to love from a distance.

I have been a wanderer among distant fields. I have sailed down mighty rivers.

When asked where God is, people point towards the sky or some far and distant region: no wonder then that He does not manifest Himself! Realize that He is in you, with you, behind you, and all around you; and He can be seen and felt everywhere.

Avoid him who talks sweetly before you but tries to ruin you behind your back, for he is like a pitcher of poison with milk on top.

As long as your body is healthy and under control and death is distant, try to save your soul; when death is immanent what can you do?