#humor

You’ve lost faith in yourself? Isn’t that rich? A god who’s become a self-atheist! ↗

— Orson Scott Card

#faith

If I could tell you only one thing about my life it would be this: when I was seven years old the mailman ran over my had. As formative events go, nothing else comes close; my careening, zigzag existence, my wounded brain and faith in God, my collisions with joy and affliction, all of it has come, in one way or another, out of that moment on a summer morning when the left rear tire of a United States postal jeep ground my tiny head into the hot gravel of the San Carlos Apache Indian reservation. ↗

— Brady Udall

#introduction #faith

And Poppy, remember that someday you will meet a frog who will turn into a handsome prince." "Good," Beatrix said. "Because all she's met so far are princes who turn into frogs." "Mr. Bayning is not a frog," Poppy protested. "You're right," Beatrix said. "That was very unfair to frogs, who are lovely creatures. ↗

— Lisa Kleypas

#courtship #hathaways #humor #poppy #humor

Cassius shook his head and sighed "I want to have just one conversation with you that doesn't required GPS to navigate. I'm not asking for the world-just one normal conversation. We used to talk. Remember that? ↗

— Gabrielle Evans

#serious #faith

Where were you born?" "On a battlefield," [Yossarian] answered. "No, no. In what state were you born?" "In a state of innocence. ↗

— Joseph Heller

#humor

One, and two, and three, four, five. Keep fighting like this and you will die," Janco sang. ↗

— Maria V. Snyder

#humor

He said I was unequipped to meet life because I had no sense of humor. ↗

— J.D. Salinger

#humor

There's no such thing as a bad dog, just a bad owner. ↗

— John Grogan

#marley-and-me #humor

Hespe's mouth went firm. She didn't scowl exactly, but it looked like she was getting all the pieces of a scowl together in one place, just in case she needed them in a hurry. ↗

— Patrick Rothfuss

#literacy #relationships #humor

At length the Turk turned to Larry: 'You write, I believe?' he said with complete lack of interest. Larry's eyes glittered. Mother, seeing the danger signs, rushed in quickly before he could reply. 'Yes, yes' she smiled, 'he writes away, day after day. Always tapping at the typewriter' 'I always feel that I could write superbly if I tried' remarked the Turk. 'Really?' said Mother. 'Yes, well, it's a gift I suppose, like so many things.' 'He swims well' remarked Margo, 'and he goes out terribly far' 'I have no fear' said the Turk modestly. 'I am a superb swimmer, so I have no fear. When I ride the horse, I have no fear, for I ride superbly. I can sail the boat magnificently in the typhoon without fear' He sipped his tea delicately, regarding our awestruck faces with approval. 'You see' he went on, in case we had missed the point, 'you see, I am not a fearful man. ↗

— Gerald Durrell

#family