Relationships unlock certain parts of who we are supposed to be.

I heard once that real love doesn't ask what is in it for me; it just gives unconditionally. It just tries to take the weight out of somebody else's pack, lessen his load, and if it gets reciprocated, that's great, but that isn't what you did it for.

When we think too much about the opinions of others, we are letting them edit a book God has written.

Everybody wants to be somebody fancy. Even if they're shy.

God doesn't give us crying, pooping children because he wants to advance our careers.

It was a haunting feeling, the sort of sensation you get when you wonder whether you are two people, the other of which does things you can't explain, bad and terrible things.

There's a genius part of you that wants to create. That part of you wants to talk to God. Get out of the way.