Patrick Carman
Patrick Carman
Patrick Carmanis an American writer. Carman is a graduate of Willamette University. In his twenties, Carman founded an ad agency, then ran it for a decade, overseeing a staff of eight and art directing projects for the health, technology, and film industries. He sold the agency in 1999 and founded a technology company that grew into a multimillion-dollar business. Carman sold his second company in 2003 and began writing books for young adults and children. He lives in Walla Walla,...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth27 February 1966
CountryUnited States of America
Faith never stays put. It's always challenging always questioning. That's what makes it real.
But sometimes you have to wait for an answer to come to you. Especially when the questions are difficult ones.
I watched the night sky with it's countless stars and its moon, and I wondered about the universe and all that had been created, why the stars and the moon rose at night and the sun in the day, how vast it must be, how I could never understand the infinite measure of its size.
As exciting, difficult, and memorable as our past can be, there comes a time when we have to get on with living.
There's something comforting about the companionship of animals in a new place.
You can't be gone. I need you here, with me. What am I going to do without you?
She was gorgeous and fearless and I was in awe.
Just because you're paranoid doesn't mean there isn't somebody watching.
There was a time when I thought I turned terrible things over in my mind because I read and wrote too many scary stories. (Note self: start writing about unicorns and bunnies)
If bringing down the wall would require you to fly, you must believe you can fly. Otherwise, when the decisive moment comes, you will surely discover you ahve no wings.
It occurred to me then that it was in times of struggle that I found the best parts of myself - courage, loyalty, an unexpected peace - and I always discovered what I needed to break through and go on.
In the morning light, I remembered how much I loved the sound of wind through the trees. I laid back and closed my eyes, and I was comforted by the sound of a million tiny leaves dancing on a summer morning.
The size of your body is just right. The only question is whether you're big enough inside.