Richard Paul Evans (born October 11, 1962) is an American author, best known for writing The Christmas Box and, more recently, the Michael Vey series.
In the end, we all lose it. Remember that. In the end, we own nothing.
When we hate someone we make them more powerfull than they are.
Chocolate is God's apology for brocolli
Usually life’s greatest gifts come wrapped in adversity.
Sometimes its not the strength but gentleness that cracks the hardest shells.
There are moments, it would seem, that were created in cosmic theater where we are given strange and fantastic tests. In these times, we do not show who we are to God, for surely He must already know, but rather to ourselves.
Leah taught me that the greatest secret of life is that we find exactly what we're looking for. In spite of what happens to us, ultimately we decide whether our lives are good or bad, ugly or beautiful.
The universe is a trillion, trillion threads moving in seemingly unrelated directions. Yet when you look at them together, they create a remarkable tapestry.
Dwelling on him would make him a bigger part of my life than I want him to be.
So often the pain of our life is no more than a reminder to take our hand off the stove.
Mr. Dallstrom is a bald, scarecrow of a man with a poochy stomache. Think of a pregnant Abraham Lincoln.
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've wondered why the famous congregate with each other. Perhaps it's to assure each other that they really are as important as they think they are.
To choose the path is to choose the destination, but sometimes it seems that the path is under our feet even before we know we're walking.
The more someone assures you that everything is okay, the more you can be assured that it's not.
Without great mountains we cannot reach great heights.
It is a peculiar thing to believe that you know someone intimately only to find that you really do not. It is like finishing a book only to discover that you have missed several key chapters. THE LETTER Chapter 9 page 104
The greatest shackles we bear in thislife are those forged by our own fears
Heroes rarely look the way we draw them in our minds: attractive, imposing figures with rippling muscles and strong chins. More times than not they are humble beings, small and flawed. It is only their spirits that are beautiful and strong.
Sometimes our arms are so full with the burdens we carry that it hinders our view of the load those around us are staggering beneath.