Grace lies not in the fulfillment of my desires, but in the strength to accept everything with joy.
We’re all baby birds here, in a way, aren’t we? Fallen out of our nests, lying on the sidewalk, not knowing who’s coming or if they’re gonna feed us or drown us. It’s terrifying.
Those that are good must suffer the same as those that are bad.
Sins choose us according to our weaknesses.
Buckle up, doctor. I think we’re going on an adventure.[to Chance]