...appetite turns common food into the fare of kings. Laurel Lea More Quotes by Laurel Lea More Quotes From Laurel Lea A personal offense is like a scratch on a phonograph record. I couldn't move my thoughts beyond my pain. It kept repeating, as if I were stuck within its grooves. There was only one way to play beyond it. I had to forgive them, so my heart could take its form again. Laurel Lea pain heart moving When lost, I look for gas stations for counsel. Laurel Lea gas-stations looks travel The way of surviving is to find meaning in suffering. Laurel Lea find-me suffering way Life and death in a relationship depend on attitudes. Laurel Lea depends life-and-death attitude Plans can be like a winged horse, but their execution plods along pulling carts. Laurel Lea execution planning horse I wonder if we climb to heaven over the ruins of many cherished schemes. Laurel Lea ruins planning heaven It isn't fair that there's pressure exerted on those who choose to live on the edges of the bell-shaped curve of normal. Laurel Lea bells curves pressure Marriage is the learning of someone else's habits. Laurel Lea marriage habit (Home) is you in things. Laurel Lea home Charm is the enchanted dart, light and subtle as a hummingbird. But it is deceptive in one thing: like a sense of humor, if you think you've got it, you probably haven't. Laurel Lea sense-of-humor light thinking Books have always been to me like a kind of embalmed mind. The dead may be scattered, and who can find them, but their voices live in the library. Laurel Lea voice mind book I want the privilege of guiding the arrows of my children and giving them the exhortations that can shoot them into the high place. Laurel Lea arrows giving children A disease and its treatment can be a series of humiliations, a chisel for humility. Laurel Lea series treatment disease humility Humor has always been important to me. If there is a shield of faith that you can keep up against difficulties, humor is the Teflon coating. Laurel Lea me you humor faith It was my dream that I had clenched in a fist of discontent and wouldn't release. But time had now pried every finger open. There is peace in an open and upraised hand that isn't grasping for anything. Laurel Lea now dream time peace I've traveled to 50 countries, but I've never been to heaven. Laurel Lea been never traveled heaven