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'I had bought a few precious minutes. I had used my head to survive. For the first time, I had won! Standing alone in that damp, dark garage, I knew, for the first time, that I could survive. '

"Mitch. I love you."
"I know, he says. "I love you, too, Leonard."
"Right now," I say. "In the present tense."
"I knew that's what you meant. That's the only kind of love you do. That's why we keep you around."
"Oh, is that why you keep me around."
"That, and the cool tattoo," Mitch says.

When he was sure he had my heart, he held his hand still, and it felt warm against my skin. "That's how much I love you, Mitch. Okay? Do you feel better now?" Then a second later he said, "I didn't mean to make you cry, Mitch."
"No, It's okay. It's a good thing. Thank you. Thanks for the forever love. It helps. "
"Yuh," Leonard said. "I know."

The man with the lip was waiting for me. Watching for me to come back out the door. He could see me through the window the whole time, so he was just waiting. I thought maybe I should run, but my knees felt funny and I thought he would catch me anyway.
"Gonna get in the car on your own?" he said.
I thought about my dignity, and the promise I had made to myself, and I walked over to his car and got in.

So much of how it was started when that cop got out and came up to me. But I didn't know all this when it first happened, I didn't know there would ever be a Leonard, or that this man would be his father, or that anybody would have to die.

It does not matter how small the sins are provided that their cumulative effect is to edge the man away from the Light and out into the Nothing. Murder is no better than cards if cards can do the trick. Indeed the safest road to Hell is the gradual one - the gentle slope, soft underfoot, without sudden turnings, without milestones, without signposts.

He cannot tempt to virtue as we do to vice. He wants them to learn to walk and must therefore take away His hand; and if only the will to walk is really there He is pleased even with their stumbles.

He [God] wants men to be concerned with what they do; our business is to keep them thinking about what will happen to them.

Whenever they are attending to the Enemy Himself we are defeated, but there are ways of preventing them from doing so. The simplest is to turn their gaze away from Him towards themselves.

Underordning er ikke begrensning, men beskyttelse.

Jeg måtte også lære. Jeg måtte lære hvordan jeg skulle gå med Ham, bevege meg med Ham, og hvordan jeg skulle bli mer følsom overfor Guds stemme. Det er en prosess som tar tid. Det er som å lære å gå - de første skrittene (som alltid er tilbedelse) er ustø og usikre. Men etter en tid husker du ikke lenger ujevnhetene og fallene, men du ser frem til den forventede trygge vandringen.
Sann bønn starter i Faderens hjerte.

Forbønn er ikke noe som kan skrus av og på. En livsstil med forbønn kommer bare av et forhold til Gud, noe som betyr at Han kan kalle på deg hele døgnet, akkurat som Han ønsker.
I dette forholdet er Guds mening at vi skal ha en livsstil med forbønn og bønn. Det er ikke et spørsmål om å få Gud til å svare oss, som om vi må bryte oss inn i himmelen for å dra ut svaret. Tro meg; Han er ivrigere til å svare enn vi er til å be'

Alice laughed (...) "One can't believe impossible things."
" I daresay you haven't had much practice," said the Queen.

If we discover a desire within us that nothing in this world can satisfy, also we should begin to wonder if perhaps we were created for another world.

My mother used to say that sometimes if you turn a tragedy over in your hand, you can see a miracle running through it, like fool's gold in the hardens shard of rock. This was certainly true of the deaths in my family - if only because they did not live to see me in this state, to see the world in this state.