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    Leo Tolstoy
    “He stepped down, trying not to look long at her, as if she were the sun, yet he saw her, like the sun, even without looking.”
    Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina

  • #2
    F. Scott Fitzgerald
    “Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.”
    F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

  • #3
    F. Scott Fitzgerald
    “It was the kind of voice that the ear follows up and down, as if each speech is an arrangement of notes that will never be played again.”
    F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

  • #4
    F. Scott Fitzgerald
    “If personality is an unbroken series of successful gestures, then there was something gorgeous about him, some heightened sensitivity to the promises of life, as if he were related to one of those intricate machines that register earthquakes ten thousand miles away. This responsiveness had nothing to do with that flabby impressionability which is dignified under the name of the "creative temperament"--it was an extraordinary gift for hope, a romantic readiness such as I have never found in any other person and which it is not likely I shall ever find again. No--Gatsby turned out all right at the end; it is what preyed on Gatsby, what foul dust floated in the wake of his dreams that temporarily closed out my interest in the abortive sorrows and short-winded elations of men.”
    F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

  • #5
    Leo Tolstoy
    “I have discovered nothing. I have only found out what I knew. I understand the force that in the past gave me life, and now too gives me life. I have been set free from falsity, I have found the Master.”
    Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina

  • #6
    Donald Miller
    “I never liked jazz music because jazz music doesn't resolve. But I was outside the Bagdad Theater in Portland one night when I saw a man playing the saxophone. I stood there for fifteen minutes, and he never opened his eyes.

    After that I liked jazz music.

    Sometimes you have to watch somebody love something before you can love it yourself. It is as if they are showing you the way.

    I used to not like God because God didn't resolve. But that was before any of this happened.”
    Donald Miller, Blue Like Jazz: Nonreligious Thoughts on Christian Spirituality

  • #7
    Donald Miller
    “Somehow I had come to believe that because a person is in need, they are candidates for sympathy, not just charity. It was not that I wanted to buy her groceries, the government was already doing that. I wanted to buy her dignity. And yet, by judging her, I was the one taking her dignity away.”
    Donald Miller, Blue Like Jazz: Nonreligious Thoughts on Christian Spirituality

  • #8
    Donald Miller
    “Many of our attempts to understand Christian faith have only cheapened it. I can no more understand the totality of God than the pancake I made for breakfast understands the complexity of me. The little we do understand, that grain of sand our minds are capable of grasping, those ideas such as God is good, God feels, God loves, God knows all, are enough to keep our hearts dwelling on His majesty and otherness forever.”
    Donald Miller, Blue Like Jazz: Nonreligious Thoughts on Christian Spirituality

  • #9
    C.S. Lewis
    “God has infinite attention, infinite leisure to spare for each one of us. He doesn't have to take us in the line. You're as much alone with Him as if you were the only thing He'd ever created.”
    C.S. Lewis, Beyond Personality: The Christian Idea of God

  • #10
    Annie Dillard
    “How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives. What we do with this hour, and that one, is what we are doing. A schedule defends from chaos and whim. It is a net for catching days. It is a scaffolding on which a worker can stand and labor with both hands at sections of time. A schedule is a mock-up of reason and order—willed, faked, and so brought into being; it is a peace and a haven set into the wreck of time; it is a lifeboat on which you find yourself, decades later, still living.”
    Annie Dillard, The Writing Life



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