Butterflies and birds are like one perfect teaspoon of creation.
ANNE LAMOTTWriting and reading decrease our sense of isolation. They deepen and widen and expand our sense of life: they feed the soul.
More Anne Lamott Quotes
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Love is so much bigger than our ignorance.
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How do you begin? The answer is simple: you decide to.
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I spent my whole life helping my mother carry around her psychic trunks like a bitter bellhop. So a great load was lifted when she died, and my life was much easier.
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I do not at all understand the mystery of grace – only that it meets us where we are but does not leave us where it found us.
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Pay attention to the beauty surrounding you.
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Never compare your insides to everyone else’s outsides.
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Small is how blessings, healing, progress and increase occur.
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Joy is the best makeup.
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I don’t remember who said this, but there really are places in the heart you don’t even know exist until you love a child.
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You have to make mistakes to find out who you aren’t. You take the action, and the insight follows: You don’t think your way into becoming yourself.
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Prayer means that, in some unique way, we believe we’re invited into a relationship with someone who hears us when we speak in silence.
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Grace means you’re in a different universe from where you had been stuck, when you had absolutely no way to get there on your own.
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Nothing heals us like letting people know our scariest parts: When people listen to you cry and lament, and look at you with love, it’s like they are holding the baby of you.
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We begin to find and become ourselves when we notice how we are already found, already truly, entirely, wildly, messily, marvelously who we were born to be.
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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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