Quotes from Charles Martin

No matter how screwed up the artist might be, there's still the chance that they can produce art that people like us hang on our wall and talk about long after their death. That the sum is greater than one part. That maybe one incident does not a life make.

Pain is weakness leaving your body

Life is a series of hellos and goodbyes. This... is goodbye. But not out last hello.

He traced a line in the dirt with his toe. 'This is a battlefield. Has been since Cain killed Abel. And don't let it get complicated. Gray it ain't. It's black and white. Good versus evil. You might as well choose sides right now.

Sometimes the most courageous thing a man can do is run back across the battlefield and rescue the wounded.

Maybe only an orphan can understand this, but we had been cut free from our anchor and the blow was crushing. We didn't know who we were, and more importantly, we didn't know whose we were -- forever proving that identity precedes purpose. You can't know who you are until you've settled whose you are. [Bones, to Murphy Shepherd, about himself and his brother Frank]

The heart is not only the most unselfish of organs, it is also the most courageous and faithful.

If God can make a firefly's butt light up like a star, then anything is possible. Anything

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.

That we were made to want and give love. That no matter how dark the night, midnight will pass. No darkness, no matter how dark, can hold back the second hand. Whether you like it or not, whether you want it or not, whether you hope it or not, whether you build a wall around your soul and cut out your eyes, wait a few hours and the sun will crack the skyline and the darkness will roll back like a scroll.

Love is an amazing thing. It takes the brokenness, the scars, the pain, the darkness, everything, and makes it all new.

I guess sometimes it's got to hurt before it can get better." I nodded. "Hearts are like that.

But love is a difficult thing to kill. Actually, it's the only thing in this universe or any other that you can't kill. No weapon that has ever been made can put a dent in it. You might punch it, stab it, whip it, and hang it out to dry—you can even drive a spear through it, pierce its very heart. But all you're going to get is blood and water, because love gives birth to love.

This whole exchange is better when two people do it. it's called 'kissing'. It's when your lips speak what your heart feels. Or have you forgotten how? I laughed. I might have. It's been a long time.

I stared out the window, at the whitecapped mountains in the distance. It was strange, looking at them from the other side. A month ago I had stood in the Salt Lake City Airport and wondered what was on the other side. Now I knew. I imagine prison bars are the same way. Maybe a grave.

We stood in silence, and yet I heard a familiar voice saying, Listen here, child, that's God's little girl, baggage and all, so don't go judging the cover. He doesn't care what she looks like. He'll take her and us any way he can get us. Just like the woman at the well. Best you switch lenses and start seeing her that way too.

if anything in this universe reflects the fingerprint of God, it is the human heart.

Child, you listen to me, and you look me straight in the eyes when I'm talking to you. I may be just old hired help, and a country woman to boot, but I'm a human. And you know what? God thought of me. He actually took the time to dream me up. I may not be much to look at, but what you see first started in the mind of God, so don't stand there and ignore me like I don't exist. You remember that." Miss

do know this—this right here is just prelude. Dress rehearsal. The intro. One of these days each one of us is going to get called up and given the chance to join our voices in a song we've never heard, yet one we've known our whole lives.

O único monstro com que precisas de te preocupar na vida é aquele que olha para ti todas as manhãs, ao espelho. Doma-o, torna-te amigo dele e conseguirás lidar com tudo na vida.

All hearts stop, Annie. What matters is what you do with it while it's still pumping.

when it comes to the truth, people have a right to know it. Always. No matter how much you think it might hurt, the truth is the only thing that both cuts us free and holds us tight.

Music is a gift. We make it to give it away.

Touch my lips with the burning coal, light me, and let it rain.