Plan Quotes

“Doing something brave is much like saying something stupid. You rarely plan on it happening.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Alcatraz Versus the Evil Librarians

“Our best-laid plans are often our worst-made decisions.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“I can only see life as this most miserable accident that I have been forced to endure simply because I refuse to see it as the most astounding plan that I have been privileged to engage.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“Don't mention your move before you make a move.”
― Amit Kalantri, Wealth of Words

“For every purpose there is a plan”
― Sunday Adelaja

“An idea without sacrifice, regardless of grand it might be, will never be anything more than an idea.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“He fell in love with her house and land,
He fell in love with her pension plan,
He worked his way to her lonely heart,
He was quite wily from the very start.”
― Charmaine J. Forde

“Can’t count on no miracles. Sometimes, you just got to have a plan.”
― J.D. Jordan, Calamity: Being an Account of Calamity Jane and Her Gunslinging Green Man

“Wise people put as much distance between themselves and sexual temptation as possible. They not only get away but also plan their escape route.”
― Craig Groeschel, Weird: Because Normal Isn't Working

“Purpose expands the reason and future of every plan”
― Sunday Adelaja

“What’s up, Albert?”
“Well, I’ve done inventory at Ralph’s, and I think if I had a lot of help, I could put together an okay Thanksgiving dinner.”
Sam stared at him. He blinked. “What?”
“Thanksgiving. It’s next week.”
“Uh-huh.”
“There are ovens at Ralph’s, big ones. And no one has taken the frozen turkeys. Figure two hundred and fifty kids if pretty much everyone from Perdido Beach shows up, right? One turkey will feed maybe eight people, so we need thirty-one, thirty-two turkeys. No problem there, because there are forty-six turkeys at Ralph’s.”
“Thirty-one turkeys?”
“Cranberry sauce will be no problem, stuffing is no problem, no one has taken much stuffing yet, although I’ll have to figure out how to mix, like, seven different brands and styles together, see how it tastes.”
“Stuffing,” Sam echoed solemnly.
“We don’t have enough canned yams, we’ll have to do fresh along with some baked potatoes. The big problem is going to be whipped cream and ice cream for the pies.”
Sam wanted to burst out laughing, but at the same time he found it touching and reassuring that Albert had put so much thought into the question.
“I imagine the ice cream is pretty much gone,” Sam said.
“Yeah. We’re very low on ice cream. And kids have been taking the canned whipped cream, too.”
“But we can have pie?”
“We have some frozen. And we have some pie shells we can bake up ourselves.”
“That would be nice,” Sam said.
“I’ll need to start three days before. I’ll need, like, at least ten people to help. I can haul the tables out of the church basement and set up in the plaza. I think I can do it.”
“I’ll bet you can, Albert,” Sam said with feeling.
“Mother Mary’s going to have the prees make centerpieces.”
“Listen, Albert…”
Albert raised a hand, cutting Sam off. “I know. I mean, I know we may have some great big fight before that. And I heard you have your fifteenth coming up. All kinds of bad stuff may happen. But, Sam—”
This time, Sam cut him off. “Albert? Get moving on planning the big meal.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. It will give people something to look forward to.”
― Michael Grant

“I’m trying to help,” Albert said.
“By paying him with beer?”
“I paid him what he wanted, and Sam was okay with it. You were at the meeting,” Albert said. “Look, how else do you think you get someone like Orc to spend hours in the hot sun working? Astrid seems to think people will work just because we ask them to. Maybe some will. But Orc?”
Lana could see his point. “Okay. I shouldn’t have jumped all over you.”
“It’s okay. I’m getting used to it,” Albert said. “Suddenly I’m the bad guy. But you know what? I didn’t make people the way they are. If kids are going to work, they’re going to want something back.”
“If they don’t work, we all starve.”
“Yeah. I get that,” Albert said with more than a tinge of sarcasm. “Only, here’s the thing: Kids know we won’t let them starve as long as there’s any food left, right? So they figure, hey, let someone else do the work. Let someone else pick cabbages and artichokes.”
Lana wanted to get back to her run. She needed to finish, to run to the FAYZ wall. But there was something fascinating about Albert. “Okay. So how do you get people to work?”
He shrugged. “Pay them.”
“You mean, money?”
“Yeah. Except guess who had most of the money in their wallets and purses when they disappeared? Then a few kids stole what was left in cash registers and all. So if we start back using the old money we just make a few thieves powerful. It’s kind of a problem.”
“Why is a kid going to work for money if they know we’ll share the food, anyway?” Lana asked.
“Because some will do different stuff for money. I mean, look, some kids have no skills, right? So they pick the food for money. Then they take the money and spend it with some kid who can maybe cook the food for them, right? And that kid maybe needs a pair of sneakers and some other kid has rounded up all the sneakers and he has a store.”
Lana realized her mouth was open. She laughed. The first time in a while.
“Fine. Laugh,” Albert said, and turned away.
“No, no, no,” Lana hastened to say. “No, I wasn’t making fun of you. It’s just that, I mean, you’re the only kid that has any kind of a plan for anything.”
― Michael Grant, Hunger

“I’m trying to make a profit. I’m using batteries, toilet paper, and paper towels as currency. Each is something that will eventually be in short supply.”
“You’re trying to get all the toilet paper in town?” Astrid shrilled. “Are you kidding?”
“No, Astrid, I’m not kidding,” Albert said. “Look, right now, kids are playing with the stuff. I saw little kids throwing rolls of it around on their lawns like it was a toy. So—”
“So your solution is to try and take it all away from people?”
“You’d rather see it wasted?”
“Yeah, actually,” Astrid huffed. “Rather than you getting it all for yourself. You’re acting like a jerk.”
Albert’s eyes flared. “Look, Astrid, now kids know they can buy their way into the club with it. So they’re not going to waste it anymore.”
“No, they’re going to give it all to you,” she shot back. “And what happens when they need some?”
“Then there will still be some left because I made it valuable.”
“Valuable to you.”
“Valuable to everyone, Astrid.”
“It’s you taking advantage of kids dumb enough not to know any better. Sam, you have to put a stop to this.”
Sam had drifted away from the conversation, his head full of the music. He snapped back. “She’s right, Albert, this isn’t okay. You didn’t get permission—”
“I didn’t think I needed permission to give kids what they want. I mean, I’m not threatening anyone, saying, ‘Give me your toilet paper, give me your batteries.’ I’m just playing some music and saying, ‘If you want to come in and dance, then it’ll cost you.’”
“Dude, I respect you being ambitious and all,” Sam said. “But I have to shut this down. You never got permission, even, let alone asked us if it was okay to charge people.”
Albert said, “Sam, I respect you more than I can even say. And Astrid, you are way smarter than me. But I don’t see how you have the right to shut me down.”
That was it for Sam. “Okay, I tried to be nice. But I am the mayor. I was elected, as you probably remember, since I think you voted for me.”
“I did. I’d do it again, man. But Sam, Astrid, you guys are wrong here. This club is about all these kids have that can get them together for a good time. They’re sitting in their homes starving and feeling sad and scared. When they’re dancing, they forget how hungry and sad they are. This is a good thing I’m doing.”
Sam stared hard at Albert, a stare that kids in Perdido Beach took seriously. But Albert did not back down.
“Sam, how many cantaloupes did Edilio manage to bring back with kids who were rounded up and forced to work?” Albert asked.
“Not many,” Sam admitted.
“Orc picked a whole truckload of cabbage. Before the zekes figured out how to get at him. Because we paid Orc to work.”
“He did it because he’s the world’s youngest alcoholic and you paid him with beer,” Astrid snapped. “I know what you want, Albert. You want to get everything for yourself and be this big, important guy. But you know what? This is a whole new world. We have a chance to make it a better world. It doesn’t have to be about some people getting over on everyone else. It can be fair to everyone.”
Albert laughed. “Everyone can be equally hungry. In a week or so, everyone can starve.”
― Michael Grant, Hunger

“The door exploded inward and a tangle of bug legs appeared.
“I can hold them, but I can’t kill them all,” Caine shouted.
“Yeah. They’re hard to kill. You got a plan?”
Caine bit savagely at his thumb, worrying the cuticle. They were surrounded. The very walls were being battered. The windows were all smashed. They couldn’t fit through the door but they would soon make it wide enough.
They stood, Caine and Brianna, in the kitchen, the center of the house, as far as possible from the windows, but now the bugs had their mandibles shoved in through the doors and windows, questing, slicing the air, their ropelike tongues lashing madly.
The entire house was like a drum pounded by dozens of drumsticks.
“You know, I’m kind of disappointed,” Brianna said. “Situation like this? Sam would come up with a plan.”
― Michael Grant, Plague

“still, all we need is a heart of joy that earnestly seeks His will and His plan.”
― Dariush Youkhaneh, Serving the living God

“Action means carrying out your plan to fruition, moving forward with projects, meeting and exceeding expectations.”
― Farshad Asl, The "No Excuses" Mindset: A Life of Purpose, Passion, and Clarity

“God has a plan for you but He does not plan for you”
― Saji Ijiyemi

“The prayers of Christians are in vain if they do not plan any corresponding actions”
― Sunday Adelaja

“In order to deliver people we need to have a strategy, to have a plan of deliverance”
― Sunday Adelaja

“God can accomplish His plan, only if a man will be fully obedient to His will”
― Sunday Adelaja

“God’s plan is to get back the earth that has been given over to Satan by man”
― Sunday Adelaja

“To discover the original plan of God is to manifest the work of creation”
― Sunday Adelaja

“To be clear to the scriptures is to be clear to the original plan of creation”
― Sunday Adelaja

“God has interest in you because you are part of His plan”
― Sunday Adelaja

“God has prepared everything, but he cannot do anything without you to bring His plan to pass”
― Sunday Adelaja

“The Plan Of Redemption Is Being Implemented On Daily Bases”
― Sunday Adelaja

“The Plan Of Redemption Culminated In Taking A giant Step”
― Sunday Adelaja

“For The Plan Of Redemption To Be Achieve, A Great Purchase Was Done”
― Sunday Adelaja

“Before Any Fall, The Original Plan Is Already Initiated For His Purpose”
― Sunday Adelaja

“God’s plan is for every believer to be married to Christ”
― Sunday Adelaja