Kristen Heitzmann Quotes & Sayings

Good food, good friends. — Kristen Heitzmann

Forget what I said. None of that matters, you know why? Because it's still a choice. Everyone gets hurt. It's what you do with it that matters.'
'Can you change how you feel?'
'No. But you can change how you act. — Kristen Heitzmann

Life peels us like an onion and every layer is softer and sweeter. — Kristen Heitzmann

We talk about normal, and for legal and practical reasons set a bar for expected societal norms. But can any of us really claim normality?" Rese — Kristen Heitzmann

She headed for a wide flat rock on the creek's bank, her posture still demanding 'no trespassing' but no longer 'trespassers will be shot. — Kristen Heitzmann

Everyone wants to be worth a little sacrifice. — Kristen Heitzmann

His gaze was so soft that she would like to wrap herself with it. — Kristen Heitzmann

The eye is the window to the soul, and from the abundance of the heart the mouth speaks, why can't we all be blind and dumb? — Kristen Heitzmann

Alert. Aware. Dreams and memories slip away. Thoughts tumble. Tangled. Confused. Sounds from my mouth are primal. What I want to say, what I need to say stays locked inside. — Kristen Heitzmann

The thing is done; it can't be undone. How can one go back and change a moment passed? Even a moment that should never have come. I fear with the deed I have lost not only my virtue but my life as well. For of all life's betrayers, the heart is the worst. It flutters with joyful anticipation, leading down paths better untrod. Now that I know my heart, I must never follow it again. — Kristen Heitzmann

It was not so much that he was shut out, but that she was trapped inside. — Kristen Heitzmann

Know that sounds premature, but I won't date anyone again that I can't imagine growing old with. — Kristen Heitzmann

Life was fragile, and the shadows left behind touched those who came after. Hooves — Kristen Heitzmann

It is a fact that the human heart differs from all other species. While its function to the body is the same of all animals, its participation with human soul is both rhapsodic and fatal. -Rose — Kristen Heitzmann

Knowing the Lord was in their midst took the edge off the agony."
"Told You Twice — Kristen Heitzmann

You sound like - " "A writer?" "I was going to say lunatic, but writer's fairly close." "As — Kristen Heitzmann

The brain could go just about anywhere with anything. — Kristen Heitzmann

Feelings were not enough. There must be more. There must be trust, respect, honor. All that she longed to give Quillan. A warmth of appreciation filled her. She loved him with something that went beyond feelings. — Kristen Heitzmann

[Christ] has accomplished your salvation. But He has not yet perfected your circumstances. Do not be confused in the two. — Kristen Heitzmann

When you pray, all heaven prays with you. That's a mighty army. — Kristen Heitzmann

Because words unsaid can change a course as surely as words said. — Kristen Heitzmann

The heart of everything is faith. Without it, life has no meaning. With it, everything is ennobled. — Kristen Heitzmann

Too many things to say. Too many things unsaid. — Kristen Heitzmann

Bene!" And in English, "Well! What now, Dom? — Kristen Heitzmann

You don't need luck. Everything you need is right inside you. — Kristen Heitzmann

If she looked into a fractured mirror, she'd see what he saw. — Kristen Heitzmann

She had challenged his whole life plan - to find God's will and do it - said he was fixated on finding the one thing God intended for him, when every moment was an opportunity. What if she was right? Could one choice be God's will, and another as well? It might not be about finding the one right answer as much as knowing the heart of God and choosing from the possibilities. — Kristen Heitzmann

No deity that ruled with fear and torment could win the hearts of its followers. They became animals themselves, thinking of baser and baser modes of worship until they threw their very infants to the flames. Only in Jesus was submission perfected, God made man. And through Jesus, man committed his heart to the only entity worthy of service - — Kristen Heitzmann

God's love was like the sunrise, chasing back the dark and piercing the heart with joy. — Kristen Heitzmann

So little I know in my innocence. Ideals, like pebbles in a stream wash away, wash away. Life makes no sense. — Kristen Heitzmann

I think I could get full just smelling this. — Kristen Heitzmann

I'm just a girl from Flatbush, Bo. There's nothing special here.""You're so wrong.""I know what people think. To friends and family I'm sweet and helpless. To guys I'm a body.""Your body is spectacular. I'm not going to pretend I don't see that. But I can have any body. You've lit something inside me. And it's you, not your assets.""You don't know me. We've hardly scratched the surface.""That's why I need time. I want to know your story, your dreams, your longings. Every part I see makes me want more." He was speaking her own desire to understand him, because his real self called to her more strongly than anyone she'd known , even people she'd known for years. — Kristen Heitzmann

The human capacity for suffering was like that for joy. It could only have the greatest impact in small doses. After that, mind and body could no longer take it in. — Kristen Heitzmann

Excellence is praised." "Praise inspires excellence. — Kristen Heitzmann

come on up." "Up? — Kristen Heitzmann

A meal is not something to get through. A meal is life. — Kristen Heitzmann

A maze is a puzzle to be solved, with twists and turns and dead ends. It requires logical, analytical thinking and usually has a different way out than the way in. The maze could be a metaphor of struggling through life, going one way and then another until the exit takes your by surprise.

A maze signifies entrapment, while the labyrinth, with its unicursal path leading into the center and out again the same way, provides enlightenment. It's the process, the journey into your deepest self, your soul, the part where God abides. It's a passive path, a surrender even, to an order and design repeated through creation. A sacred geometry. — Kristen Heitzmann

You walk to toward the center (of the labyrinth), towards the source of that order, releasing the chaos of daily life, seeking wisdom and wholeness. On the outward journey you return to the world -- metaphorically -- with the insights gained within. — Kristen Heitzmann

her toes, then jerked the foot back. — Kristen Heitzmann

On the brink alone he stands with quick and eager feet. Jump across and run, boy, don't worry what you'll meet. For in the days before you, life will intervene With all the things you yearn to see and all that you have seen ... . Don't close your eyes and wonder what lies across the gap; There is no road before you; you cannot find the map. For with your heart you forge a way that angels fear to tread, And gather up your troubles for the day when you are dead, And gather up your troubles for the day when you are dead ... . Run, boy, run. Run with all your might. The sunrise burns before you, and on your heels the night. And if the darkness lingers long, you'll lose your soul's own song; Yes, if the darkness lingers, you'll lose your own soul's song. — Kristen Heitzmann

after all, hospitality was a virtue, one of the highest in Mamma's esteem. — Kristen Heitzmann

Everyone has different challenges, different needs and strengths. Choices have consequences, but I now think that, even in the pits and traps, the Lord can make a way through. — Kristen Heitzmann

what is God? "He's truth; He's meaning. He's my purpose and yours. With terrorists wiping people out, dealers hooking kids on meth and ecstasy, violence and cruelty; there's still love, comfort, joy, and hope. That's God. Without him, none of it makes sense. — Kristen Heitzmann

If you think beauty insipid, you haven't experienced it. Nor is it always devoid of suffering. That's something religious artists have always understood, Michelangelo, Chagall, and Van Gogh, Beethoven, C.S. Lewis, and all the writer's for whom beauty is a gift and a calling. — Kristen Heitzmann

Papa is restless in the Field. He cannot find the rhythm. He doesn't know the step. His eye upon the horizon; his mind is in the world. His heart has left us already. His feet will follow. — Kristen Heitzmann