Patrick Carman Quotes

He has guided my hands in ways I don't always understand, ways that people of this world would scoff at. But there is a purpose for all that I have ever made, even if I don't understand for certain what that purpose is.

If bringing down the wall would require you to fly, you must believe you can fly. Otherwise, when the decisive moment comes, you will surely discover you ahve no wings.

You can't be gone. I need you here, with me. What am I going to do without you?

Just because you're paranoid doesn't mean there isn't somebody watching.

It occurred to me then that it was in times of struggle that I found the best parts of myself - courage, loyalty, an unexpected peace - and I always discovered what I needed to break through and go on.

My way is set as in stone, and I don't feel the need to veer off any longer. It has taken many days of searching and fighting, but in the end I have found what I was looking for. I have found my way home.

I've stabbed two people with a fork today. What's wrong with me?

There's something comforting about the companionship of animals in a new place.

Faith never stays put. It's always challenging always questioning. That's what makes it real.

But sometimes you have to wait for an answer to come to you. Especially when the questions are difficult ones.

I really hope that all librarians aren't like Gladys Morgan. Because I'd really like , at some point, to walk into a library and not be afraid for my life.

Yeah, a lot more than he likes you," said Oh. It didn't look like Milo appreciated the joke very much. "That's debatable," said Milo. "Is not," said Oh. She leaned in and put her pink cast against my cheek, kissing me quickly on the lips. "That's incredibly unfair. If we were gay you'd be up a creek without a paddle. You wouldn't even be in the game." "He's right, you know," I said. "Aw. You guys are having a bromance. That's really cute.

The size of your body is just right. The only question is whether you're big enough inside.

There's something darn funny about an old librarian with a potty mouth.

As exciting, difficult, and memorable as our past can be, there comes a time when we have to get on with living.

I go to a Catholic school and I'm telling you: invisibility = eternal damnation. You can take it to the bank.

I killed a guy, maybe two. Possibly three. I have one power. Not two or three or four. Just one. I met a girl, and she changed everything.

She was gorgeous and fearless and I was in awe.

If you make something your life's work, make sure it's something you can feel proud of when you're an old relic like me.

In the morning light, I remembered how much I loved the sound of wind through the trees. I laid back and closed my eyes, and I was comforted by the sound of a million tiny leaves dancing on a summer morning.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Sorry Mr. Yipes, sir, she won't budge!' Put your back into it, man, give it all you've got!' Bang! Bang! Bang!

There was a time when I thought I turned terrible things over in my mind because I read and wrote too many scary stories. (Note self: start writing about unicorns and bunnies)

I watched the night sky with it's countless stars and its moon, and I wondered about the universe and all that had been created, why the stars and the moon rose at night and the sun in the day, how vast it must be, how I could never understand the infinite measure of its size.

The Grim Reaper doesn't disappear... he catches up.