“My dear boy, looking like a thing has little to do with being a thing. Be the thing first, and you will grow to resemble it.”
Source: Sir Thomas the Hesitant and the Table of Less Valued Knights
“We have it in our head that if we fill our stomachs, we’ll fill our hearts.”
Source: Weightless: Making Peace with Your Body
“She had been his talisman, his cure for the insecurities and worries that he knew deep down didn't really matter, but somehow had always managed to get the best of him.”
Source: The Space Between
“Hunger of the heart is much stronger than hunger for food.”
“We clean our plates, yet we’re still famished—starving for something other than food.”
Source: Weightless: Making Peace with Your Body
“He was what the egotistical part of me had always longed for: danger, sexiness, popularity, style, unpredictability. The kind of man who'd always keep me guessing. Just one night with him and i'd already started to wonder if perhaps i'd spent the last two years in a comfortable coma.”
Source: The Greatest Love Story of All Time
“Some part of me remembers what snow is, but this is the first time my new mind has seen it. It softens the crumbled sidewalks and turns rusty rooftops white. It’s beautiful. It crunches under my feet as I move toward the house, longing to understand.”
Source: Boarded Window
“The good news is that there is one kind of food you can never have too much of. The best way to fully recover from a food addiction or body-image problem is to fill up on the Lord.”
Source: Weightless: Making Peace with Your Body
“Though I think and speak of greater becoming, I, too, am an infinite work in progress.”
Source: From Within I Rise: Spiritual Triumph over Death and Conscious Encounters With the Divine Presence
“Did you know, that one night; one moonless, clear, shining night; with the shadowy silhouettes of trees crisp against the star-filled sky – I, on the high, level terrace of my flat, stretched out my hand! Against all odds and possibilities of unbelief and grief – a life of searchings, discontent, and a nagging sense of unreality… A spider-web intuition of a spread-out, intricate illusion that wilfully withheld the truth from me.”
Source: Our Particular Shadows