Author of quotes: Charles Martin. Page 1

From the layer of glaze will not improve.
Sugarcoating it won't get us out of here any faster.

Laughter is the best medicine.
Laughter can heal the hurt places.

To live - means to move the feet: step, two, three.
Putting one foot in front of the other.

I live by two simple rules. Rule one: I trust my ability and skills to other people.
I live by a couple simple rules. One of those is that I stick to what I'm good at and I give people credit at sticking to what they're good at.

I have three mania: running, mountain views, hot strong coffee. Manias the order is arbitrary.
I have three addictions. Running. Mountains. And good hot coffee. And not necessarily in that order.

Humor is her way of defeating pain. I have met such people. Usually buried in their past some emotional trauma which they disguise with humor or sarcasm. It helps them to escape.
She used humor to ward off the pain. I'd seen other people do it. Usually something in their past had wounded them emotionally, and so they used humor or sarcasm to mask it. Take their mind off it.

He is the embodiment of the Napoleon complex in animals, if this only happens! He looks angry bullmastiff, who was stuffed into a body the size of a loaf of bread. With him at least draw the poster: "It's not the size of the dog in the fight, but the size of fight in the dog".
If ever an animal had a Napoleon complex, it's him. He's got the attitude of an angry bullmastiff shoved into a package the size of a loaf of bread. He's the poster dog for 'it's not the size of the dog in the fight, but the size of the fight in the dog.

If the worst possible, it is better not to stick your head in the sand, not to hide from the worst, not to flee. It can happen. It is better to prepare for it. Then turning your worst guess in reality will not knock you off your feet.
If the worst is a possibility, then you keep it on the table. Don't hide from it. Don't run. It can happen. And if and when it does, you need to have thought about it ahead of time. That way you're not crushed when your worst thought becomes your reality.

To live with a broken heart is to live half-dead, but it is not the same as to be half alive. Half-dead is half dead. It is not life.
This... living with a broken heart is living half dead, and that doesn't mean you're half alive. It means you're half dead. And... that's no way to live.

Even in the most desperate situations, we have to find a way out. Every day we play chess. Our enemy is evil. Most often we win. Although, sometimes that is not. And all this for one word. Hope! She glimmers in us. She is our fuel.
We have to look at very bad situations and find ways to make them better. Every day is a chess match. Us against evil. Most days we win. Some days we don't. And we do all of this because of one word. Hope. It circulates in our veins. It's what fuels us.

If many times to repeat the same word, then there will be only sound, lost sense.
Like a word you say over and over until you're only hearing what it sounds like and you've forgotten what it means.

Somewhere in the depths where souls live, where dreams are born where there is no pain because there she had nothing to eat, there wedding is merging of two souls. As the confluence of two rivers. When the water flows together.
Way down deep... like where the souls sleep and dreams happen, where pain can't live because there's nothing for it to feed on... then a wedding is a bleeding together of those two souls. Like two rivers running together. All that water becoming the same water.

I have to let her go. She will not return. Too great a distance. Those mountains that have grown between us, I can climb.
I had to let her go. She's not coming back. The distance is too great. The mountain between us is the one mountain I cannot climb.