When you stop expecting people to be perfect, you can like them for who they are.

I think the things we want most in life, the things we think will set us free, are not the thing we need.

I don't wonder anymore what I'll tell God when I go to heaven when we sit in the chairs under the tree, outside the city........I'll tell these things to God, and he'll laugh, I think and he'll remind me of the parts I forgot, the parts that were his favorite. We'll sit and remember my story together, and then he'll stand and put his arms around me and say, "well done," and that he liked my story. And my soul won't be thirsty anymore. Finally he'll turn and we'll walk toward the city, a city he will have spoken into existence a city built in a place where once there'd been nothing.

I have sometimes wondered if the greatest desire of man is to be known and loved anyway.

Half the time I pick up a book, that's what I'm trying to get.

I think that's the true litmus test for someone who has become closer to Jesus: their heart is more loving, accepting, childlike, less believing that they have all the answers and more believing in Him.

Great stories move through fear.