J. H. Evans Quotes

The thing is, the only real sign of life is growth. And growth requires pain. So to choose life is to accept pain.

People are looking for inspiration, and my books are sometimes the vehicles of what people are looking for.

When we hate someone we make them more powerfull than they are.

When a man loses his vision of the future he dies.

Don't try to write what other people are writing - write what is true to you.

Life is not a sprint. It was never meant to be. It is just a step of faith after another.

The smells of Christmas are the smells of childhood [p. 53]

Raising or caring for children requires sacrifice and service, which, I believe, heals us from the destructive forces of self-centeredness.

People are like books, unknown until they are opened.

There's no problem so big that whining won't make it worse.

Small kindnesses often, unintentionally, produce the biggest payoffs.

I believe that we were meant to live as social creatures, to reach out and bless each other's lives.

That which we expect of life is indeed all that it ever can be.

No,' he said, 'you only have to live long enough to inspire others to do great things.

Love never gives in or up, holding tight to lofty ideals that transcend this earth and time, while its counterfeit simply concludes it was mistaken and quickly runs off to find the next real thing.

"Wait and see" is no easier now than it was as a child.

Maybe, if we just accepted our deaths, we might finally start to live.

There are two kinds of suffering in this life. That which pursues us and that which we doggedly pursue.

Can you ever forgive me? I already have. How could you? I don't deserve it. That's what makes it love.

...the measure of life is revealed in the quality of our relationships: with God, our families, our fellow men." - A Perfect Day by Richard Paul Evans

The reason we start things is rarely the reason we continue them.

You should always be careful of what you say in parting.

When I think of God I feel like an ant crawling into a computer.

Humanity is always looking for the next great world, the next frontier. I wonder how different this world would be if we were content with where we were.

Usually the most interesting stories are written not on paper but hearts.

I've come to know that what we want in life is the greatest indication of who we really are (p. 331).

It was the first time that I had ever been romantically kissed. It was even better than the chocolate cake.

Sometimes we can only find ourselves by first losing ourselves.

Those willing to trade freedom for certainty are certain to find the cure worse than the ailment.

We cannot enslave others without enslaving a part of ourselves.

To deny our pasts is to burn the bridge we must cross to self-understanding.

I find myself seeking out the commonalities of our different religious experiences with hopes of encouraging, through my writings, the most hopeful, loving and redemptive qualities in all of us.

Dwelling on him would make him a bigger part of my life than I want him to be.

The kids who speak well, are articulate and intelligent, are all readers.

I have a penchant for fresh notebooks and mechanical pencils. It seems every time I go to the store, I buy a new notebook. I have dozens of them just sitting around.

I'm a humble guy, okay?

I suppose I have an active imagination, and writing allows me to live it out.

The concept of spiritual healing was something I was raised with.

Procrastinatio n is the thief of dreams

At one time in my career, Barnes and Noble bookstores categorized my books as religious fiction.

So much of young adult literature has turned dark, almost pathological. It's almost as if there is a race to see who can be the most dysfunctional.

My grandfather, a devout Christian, had the gift of healing.

We stone our prophets, then build monuments to them after they're gone.

Some men see mountains as obstacles. Others as a canvas.

Mr. Dallstrom is a bald, scarecrow of a man with a poochy stomache. Think of a pregnant Abraham Lincoln.

I don't want to go to Peru. "How do you know? You've never been there." I've never been to hell either and I'm pretty sure I don't want to go there.

sometimes it's the fight that makes a thing worth having

Life is not yours to take.

I believe that in spite of the chains we bind ourselves with, there's a primordial section of the human psyche that is still nomadic and still yearns to roam free.

The sin of the desert is knowing where the water is and not sharing it.