“The true story of every person in this world is not the story you see, the external story. The true story of each person is the journey of his or her heart.”

Every man is a warrior inside. But the choice to fight is his own.

Desire, both the whispers and the shouts, is the map we have been given to find the only life worth living.

My heart matters to God. My heart has always mattered to him.

A man does not go to a woman to get his strength; he goes to her to offer it.

But a wound unfelt is a wound unhealed.

We don’t live in the Garden. We live far from Eden. Every life is full of heartaches. Every life, frankly, is unspeakably sad.

Every man carries a wound. I have never met a man without one. No matter how good your life may have seemed to you, you live in a broken world full of broken people.

There is something about human nature that just doesn’t want to face the reality that we live in two worlds. We live in the physical, material world where we have jobs, read books, and go about our business. And we live in a spiritual world – and that is a world at war.

We are made in the image of God; we carry within us the desire for our true life of intimacy and adventure. To say we want less than that is to lie.

If we can reawaken that fierce quality in a man, hook it up to a higher purpose, release the warrior within, then the boy can grow up and become truly masculine.

A man’s calling is written on his true heart, and he discovers it when he enters the frontier of his deep desires.

What strikes me about Jesus is that he is a remarkably true person; he never changes his personality to fit in with whatever crowd he finds himself. He is simply himself, and he never plays to his audience.

I wasn’t mean; I wasn’t evil. I was nice. And let me tell you, a hesitant man is the last thing in the world a woman needs. She needs a lover and a warrior, not a Really Nice Guy.

A man must have a battle to fight, a great mission to his life that involves and yet transcends even home and family.

When a woman forsakes her vulnerability because she’s been hurt or because she lives in a dangerous world or doesn’t want to be used, she loses something essential about being a woman.

Security is not found in the absence of danger, but in the presence of Jesus.

Food faddists and crackpots have kicked it pretty cruelly . . .

It is upon us whether we will it or not.

First you must build a home in yourself before you start inviting people in.

I seek the utmost pleasure and the least pain.

Fear is the mother of all gods.

Death is utterly acceptable to consciousness and life.

Why dost thou not retire like a guest sated with the banquet of life, and with calm mind embrace, thou fool, a rest that knows no care?

Remind a man of what he remembers, and you will make him forget it.