“Everybody has to leave, everybody has to leave their home and come back so they can love it again for all new reasons.”
“It's funny how you can't ask difficult questions in a familiar place, how you have to stand back a few feet and see things in a new way before you realize nothing that is happening to you is normal. The trouble with you and me is we are used to what is happening to us. We grew into our lives like a kernel beneath the earth, never able to process the enigma of our composition...Nothing is normal. It is all rather odd, isn't it, our eyes in our heads, our hands with five fingers, the capacity to understand beauty, to feel love, to feel pain.”
“I heard once that real love doesn’t ask what is in it for me; it just gives unconditionally. It just tries to take the weight out of somebody else’s pack, lessen his load, and if it gets reciprocated, that’s great, but that isn’t what you did it for.”
We get one story, you and I, and one story alone....It might be time for you to go. It might be time to change, to shine out.”
― Donald Miller, Through Painted Deserts: Light, God, and Beauty on the Open Road
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