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Quotes by Craig D. Lounsbrough

In a very tragic kind of way, sometimes things have to be gone before I fully realize that they were ever there.

Maybe it’s a whole lot less about focusing on the fact that we’re all victims and a whole lot more about the changing the fact that we’re all careless, as that is what victimized all of us in the first place.

To label myself is similar to thinking that I can come up with a single phrase to explain the universe.

At the very point that I’ve taken something for granted, I have at that same moment taken it to its grave. And if I look around, I realize I’ve cultivated quite a cemetery.

To assume that I and I alone have all the answers is to eventually find myself entirely alone without any answers.

Vigilance of the wisest kind is to incessantly remain open to the reality that what I ‘see’ is but a single thread and solitary shard of what ‘is’, for to assume otherwise is to surrender the wisdom of vigilance to the decay of ignorance.

When wisdom gives way to whimsy and ethics fall to excitement, it is highly likely that the ground beneath me will ‘give way’ and it is I who will ‘fall.

Truth is its own defense, therefore if something can’t speak for itself, it’s not truth.

If I assume the ‘truth’ to be negotiable based on whether or not it serves my agenda, then my agenda has become my ‘truth.’ And the ‘truth’ of the matter is, when I do this I’ve chosen to take a treacherous path through some very deep woods where neither path nor woods exist.

A lie is my attempt to tamper with the truth so that I need not face the truth. Yet as shrewd as I think myself to be, I would be wise to understand that God designed truth as ultimately tamper-proof.

I simply can’t look into the heavens on a crisp starry night and somehow bring myself to believe that the gaping expanse that engulfs the whole of me is the product of chance happenstance. And neither can I believe that the gaping expanse that rests within me is anything less.

If you think you can stand to know what you’re made of, try kneeling before God.

Everything I touch makes me a little bit more like the thing I’m touching, so I’d better start paying attention to what I’m touching.

Love is a perpetual journey that is extraordinary because it will never find itself terminated by a destination.

All along, I was less concerned about walking a path of integrity and more caught up in a compass calibrated by greed. And with a compass such as this, how is it that I’m having a hard time understanding why I am where I am?

The step that we are on is only a step to the next place, and no step regardless of how massive is ever a destination.

We can only climb the mountains because there’s a valley that makes the mountain a mountain.

We can only get to God through God. Every other possible avenue is a dead-end before it even starts.

If I get up just one less time than the number of times I’ve been knocked down, I have done one of the most devastating things possible; I have halted my life at that very spot.

I would be an utter fool to let my journey be defined by the denial of the journey.