I’m not going to change the way people think about me, but I can say you know what? I’m not going to carry that in my backpack.
ANNE LAMOTTYour inside person doesn’t age. Your inside person is soul, is heart, in the eternal now, the ageless, the old, the young, all the ages you’ve ever been.
More Anne Lamott Quotes
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Expectations are resentments under construction.
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You own everything that happened to you. Tell your stories. If people wanted you to write warmly about them, they should have behaved better.
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You can safely assume that you’ve created God in your own image when it turns out that God hates all the same people you do.
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Butterflies and birds are like one perfect teaspoon of creation.
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Pay attention to the beauty surrounding you.
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Lighthouses don’t go running all over an island looking for boats to save; they just stand there shining.
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Joy is the best makeup.
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Creative expression, whether that means writing, dancing, bird-watching, or cooking, can give a person almost everything that he or she has been searching for: enlivenment, peace, meaning, and the incalculable wealth of time spent quietly in beauty.
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Laughter is a bubbly, effervescent form of holiness.
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People help you or you help them and when we offer or receive help, we take in each other. And then we are saved.
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Hope begins in the dark.
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You own everything that happened to you. Tell your stories.
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I thought such awful thoughts that I cannot even say them out loud because they would make Jesus want to drink gin straight out of the cat dish.
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Again and again I tell God I need help, and God says, ‘Well, isn’t that fabulous? Because I need help too. So you go get that old woman over there some water, and I’ll figure out what we’re going to do about your stuff.
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Love falls to earth, rises from the ground, pools around the afflicted. Love pulls people back to their feet. Bodies and souls are fed. Bones and lives heal. New blades of grass grow from charred soil. The sun rises.
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