Alanna Rusnak > Alanna's Quotes

“People swindle themselves out of Salvation with great regularity.”
― Anne Rice, Angel Time

“We're all just wandering around with our fingers crossed, hoping we'll meet someone who will make our lostness a little less lonely.”
― Alanna Rusnak, The Church in the Wildwood

“So this, I believe, is the central question upon which all creative living hinges: Do you have the courage to bring forth the treasures that are hidden within you?”
― Elizabeth Gilbert, Big Magic: Creative Living Beyond Fear

“The universe buries strange jewels deep within us all, and then stands back to see if we can find them.”
― Elizabeth Gilbert, Big Magic: Creative Living Beyond Fear

“Ah, what broken creatures we are, and how we endure.”
― Anne Rice, Of Love and Evil

“We cling to our fairy tales until the price for believing in them becomes too high.”
― Ransom Riggs, Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children

“We have hands; we can stand on them if we want to. That's our privilege. That's the joy of a mortal body. And that's why God needs us. Because God loves to feel things through our hands.”
― Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love

“I want God to play in my bloodstream the way sunlight amuses itself on the water.”
― Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love

“He is a blind man and I am his book of braille. His breath against my collarbone raises goosebumps on my arm as I let him read my story.”
― Alanna Rusnak, Kissing Johnny

“Joy. In every breath. In every moment. In every turn of the blossom to face the sun. In every stream of juice that trails my chin from fruit so sweet. In Him. In the coolness of the evening when He walks beside us and His laughter lifts across the river as He delights in our wonder over this place He has given us. In silence. In starlight. In shouting an anthem of gladness that shakes the earth and hails birds into flight.”
― Alanna Rusnak, Eve Undone

“I am not writing to flatter paternal egotism, to echo cant, or prop up humbug; I am merely telling the truth.”
― Charlotte Brontë

“I want life and in all its stupid sticky rawness.”
― Isaac Marion, Warm Bodies