I've come to know that what we want in life is the greatest indication of who we really are (p. 331).

People can become so blinded by their own perceived victimhood that they make victims of everyone around them.

Rarely do we invest the time to open the book of another's life. When we do, we are usually surprised to find its cover so misleading and its reviews so flawed.

When I think of God I feel like an ant crawling into a computer.

It's almost as difficult to believe that someone with so many trials could harbor such hope, as that there are those with so much advantage who harbor such hopelessness.

such fickle days of love when pain and ecstasy share the same hour

The greatest shackles we bear in thislife are those forged by our own fears