Some imagine the difference between heaven and hell to be a matter of geography. Not so. The difference is much more evident in the individuals who dwell there.
BRANDON MULL…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.
More Brandon Mull Quotes
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Want a reliable road to emotional and spiritual suicide? Spend your life trying to fit in.
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In their youth, mortals behave more like nymphs. Adulthood seems impossibly distant, let alone the enfeeblement of old age. But ponderously, inevitably, it overtakes you.
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Can you see the power emotion has to distort our outlook? Makes you wonder, did you have a bad day, or did you make it a bad day.” ~Fablehaven – Rise of the Evening Star
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If we might be able to save this world, how can we walk away? Too many people around here have given up! Galloran said heroes sacrifice for causes; they do things that others hide from. I may not be some great hero, but I won’t hide from this. I would never live with myself.
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Luck has a way of evaporating when you lean on it.
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For Frito-Lay!” – Newel and Doren
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The only thing that would make her jealous would be if I led a parade riding a unicorn while ballerinas sang love songs.
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He’s stubborn,” Tux warned in a singsong tone. “Stay out of this,” Mark spat. “And touchy,” Tux added.
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I would read a book, okay, are you happy?” You had best be careful, Seth,” Grandma warned. “The love of reading can be contagious.” I just lost my appetite,” he declared.
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Hard to call it a party without sardines.
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Any simpleton can speak with confidence. Sometimes the greatest fools have the most bravado.
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Hooves clomping over the whitewashed planks, Doren sprinted along the boardwalk after Rondus, a portly satyr with butterscotch fur and horns that curved away from each other. Puffing hard, Rondus cut through a gazebo and started down the stairs to the field.
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You’re free to dream however you wish,” Nollin teased. “But don’t ask the rest of us to share your unrealistic-” “Then don’t ask us to share your weakness!” Jason interrupted.
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You regress. Strong limbs become feeble, keen senses grow dull, hardy constitutions deteriorate. Beauty withers. Organs quit. You remember yourself in your prime, and wonder where that person went. As your wisdom and experience are peaking, your traitorous body becomes a prison.
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Making mistakes is part of learning to choose well. No way around it. Choices are thrust upon us, and we don’t always get things right.
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