101 Quotes by Keith Miller

All I have to tell you about is what I have heard and seen of Jesus, how He is helping me find freedom, to occasionally love other people, and even accept myself with all my mixed motives.

Memories must enter the bloodstream, must churn awhile through the heart's mill, must be crushed and polished, be nearly forgotten or cling like burs to other stories before they spill forth in purple patterns, shapes of small bones and worm rot, shapes of clouds and the spaces between leaves.

I'll tell you what pressure is. Pressure is a Messerschmitt up your arse. Playing cricket is not.

The way to love someone is to lightly run your finger over that person's soul until you find a crack, and then gently pour your love into that crack.

The way to love someone is to lightly run your finger over that person’s soul until you find a crack, and then gently pour your love into that crack.

I remember when I was a little boy my father didn’t love me; he couldn’t. He loved my older brother but he couldn’t love me somehow, at least not in a way I could understand it.

We can’t be intimate because we can’t share feelings that we don’t have.

The whole Bible is the story of men and women trying to get back to God, to overcome that sin with sacrifices, good works, sermons, prophesy, witnessing, giving all kinds of things. It never worked.

Our tremendous drive for social acceptance and toward conformity in our time is causing us to train our children to be a generation of young liars who do not even realise they are lying. We train our children to be subtly dishonest almost from the crib. “Shh... don’t cry in front of all these people.