God Quote by Mark Lawrence — Inspiring Words on Life, Love & Wisdom

“Running ain't no bad thing. Leastways if you run in the right direction.”

“When they killed him, Mother wouldn't hold her peace, so they slit her throat. I was stupid then, being only nine, and I fought to save them both. But the thorns held me tight. I've learned to appreciate thorns since. The thorns taught me the game. They let me understand what all those grim and serious men who've fought the Hundred War have yet to learn. You can only win the game when you understand that it IS a game. Let a man play chess, and tell him that every pawn is his friend. Let him think both bishops holy. Let him remember happy days in the shadows of his castles. Let him love his queen. Watch him loose them all.”

“Truth is a weapon and lies are a necessary shield.”

“Death was kind.” He drew a sharp breath. “But no father should have to give such a kindness to his child.”

“No man should go to Valhalla with brothel rash.”

“We’re built of contradictions, all of us. It’s those opposing forces that give us strength, like an arch, each block pressing the next. Give me a man whose parts are all aligned in agreement and I’ll show you madness. We walk a narrow path, insanity to each side. A man without contradictions to balance him will soon veer off.”

“You are a child of mine,”

“All love on this earth involves choice. When, for example, a young man expresses his love to a young woman and asks her to become his wife, he is not just making an affirmation of love; he is also negating his love for anyone else. In that one act by which he chooses her, he rejects all that is not her. There is no other real way in which to prove we love a thing than by choosing it in preference to something else. Word and signs of love may be, and often are, expressions of egotism or passion; but deeds are proofs of love. We can prove we love our Lord only by choosing Him in preference to anything else.”

“When we enter this world, it is terribly raw and brutal and repugnant and of divine beauty. This is nature: cold as stone and splendid as the finest love. And I say to myself: This continues after death. This is still nature and things can happen which would make you aghast. For example, take a man who starts off as a young lad with very tender stirrings of the heart, but what has become of him after thirty or forty years? And Gott-fried Keller said the same of young girls, how innocent they looked and what then becomes of them later! One could say: They become this nature, they grow into it and become these devils that they precisely are also in eternal nature. And then the dead come into a different nature. They are born into it through death and assume the color and pitch of that nature. For “there” is also some sort of nature, it too is somehow of God.”

“Ask and it shall be given you,'" I began. "'Seek and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you; For every one that asketh receiveth; and he that seeketh findeth; and to him that knocketh it shall be opened.' We have the same message in the Book of Saint John," I said, sounding for all the world like a preacher....”