“Who taught us to bow our headswhile waiting for trains? to touchlumber without regret and sing privatelyor not at all? To invest the seasonwith forgiveness and coax from ita hopeful omen? Lord knowsthe hope would heal this little fear.But who taught us to fear?”

“When I am old, I hope to remember sadness unequivocally.”

“The gifts of the Master are these: freedom, life, hope, new direction, transformation, and intimacy with God. If the cross was the end of the story, we would have no hope. But the cross isn't the end. Jesus didn't escape from death; he conquered it and opened the way to heaven for all who will dare to believe. The truth of this moment, if we let it sweep over us, is stunning. It means Jesus really is who he claimed to be, we are really as lost as he said we are, and he really is the only way for us to intimately and spiritually connect with God again.”

“Whatever you describe to another person is also a revelation of who you are and who you think you are. You can not describe anything without betraying your point of view, your aspirations, your fears, your hopes. Everything.”

“Words have a force far beyond that of ink stains on pages or spoken sounds... Whether written or spoken, language found in forbidden books can warp space-time and tear the fabric of reality.”

“It was books that taught me that the things that tormented me most were the very things that connected me with all the people who were alive, or who had ever been alive.”

“A child cannot be taught by anyone who despises him, and a child cannot afford to be fooled.”