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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 673a34d | Good friends, good meat. Good God, let's eat! | clean-romance sweet-romance | Debbie Macomber | |
| 5308a9f | I could break into sobs at the drop of a pin," she admitted, and tried to laugh it off, but the only sound that came out was reminiscent of something one might hear on the Syfy channel." | Debbie Macomber | ||
| 0d842b8 | With the long hours of daylight in the Alaska summers, the gardens served up a cornucopia of amazing and extra-large produce. | romance funny clean sweet | Debbie Macomber | |
| c8935a0 | When I first learned that Paul had been killed, the grief had been all-consuming, and I didn't think I would be able to go on. Yet life continues to move forward, and so have I, dragging from one day into the next until I found I could breathe normally. | Debbie Macomber | ||
| 037d2f3 | This had to be Finn Dalton's mother. It simply had to be. From the moment Nash had given Carrie what seemed like the impossible assignment of interviewing Finn, she'd looked for out-of-the-box ways to locate him. Her mother's mention of work on the Alaskan pipeline and that many of those employed came from Washington State had led to a breakthrough. At least she hoped so. The search led Carrie to the birth record for a Finnegan Paul Dalton,.. | Debbie Macomber | ||
| bbcd13e | it takes a hell of a man to replace no man. | Debbie Macomber | ||
| a119ae0 | I suppose there will be the time when I'll need to consider moving into one of those assisted-living complexes. At my age it's difficult to make significant changes, but then that's life. | Debbie Macomber | ||
| 6558c00 | My father used to say that someone who used foul language was someone who needed to study vocabulary because there were more civilized ways to get one's point across. | Debbie Macomber | ||
| e9ec33e | Doing something for someone else made you feel better about yourself. | Debbie Macomber | ||
| ba164bc | I'm late," she told him." | Debbie Macomber | ||
| 401a81f | be so completely trusting | Debbie Macomber | ||
| 14e6f9f | Dreams remain only wisps of enjoyable but useless imagination if we don't give them an anchor to hold to. If we don't make them determined goals. Faith in God is that anchor. It's what enables that dream to come off the shelf and sit right down in front of us. | fear goals | Debbie Macomber | |
| a1ab49d | All right, why the glum face now? I get that you messed up, but you need to pick yourself up and move on. | Debbie Macomber | ||
| 6a4d773 | you don't marry my dad, I'll never see you again. Won't you please, please marry my dad? | Debbie Macomber | ||
| 400d107 | Being kind is like looking at your own reflection in the calm waters of a lake. Then the act of kindness ripples those waters, like a stone tossed upon the surface. | Debbie Macomber | ||
| 4aff3c1 | Isn't that the way life goes? Just when everything seems perfect and nothing could possibly go wrong, then, boom, you're tossed onto your butt, wondering what in the name of heaven happened. | Debbie Macomber | ||
| 8f22d7f | I kissed her." His words were met with silence and then, "How was it?" "On a scale of one to ten, it was about a hundred." | Debbie Macomber | ||
| e851035 | Merry Christmas. His would be without the Merry for sure. | romance festive holiday seattle snow | Debbie Macomber | |
| b5edeaa | when we fail to be kind and loving, then we fail to be wise. | Debbie Macomber | ||
| 1cd8d56 | The yarn forms the stitches, the knitting forges the friendships, the craft links the generations." --Karen Alfke, "Unpattern" designer and knitting instructor LYDIA HOFFMAN" | Debbie Macomber | ||
| 70183c0 | forcefully before turning back. "Would you mind waiting just a moment?" "Oh... Okay, I'll wait." Mack tore out of the house and she heard him enter his own. Three or four minutes passed before he came" | Debbie Macomber | ||
| badbf8b | Just being in his arms was like heaven; it felt like I was coming home. | Debbie Macomber | ||
| 597883a | I ignored what was going on behind my back because that was the only way I could deal with it. | Debbie Macomber | ||
| cd1e7fa | I wondered if he thought of me or if he'd put me out of his heart as effectively as he'd put me out of his life. | Debbie Macomber | ||
| 96b9c0f | It was the kind of kiss that had the power to melt the panties right off a girl. | Debbie Macomber | ||
| dfc72fa | We get so busy that it's easy to let some things slide. We can either pick them up again, or let them stay lost.... I never thought about knitting like that, though. | Debbie Macomber | ||
| f597778 | working together instead of against each other is a win-win. | Debbie Macomber | ||
| 334296c | life--and that of her child. | Debbie Macomber | ||
| 36f9fae | Unfortunately he'd fallen into a common trap. He was big on religion and weak on faith. | Debbie Macomber | ||
| 9327448 | It started to snow--light flakes that drifted down from the heavens like small feathers released from angel pillows. | Debbie Macomber | ||
| 9afb6f7 | Then, in the tranquility of church on Christmas Eve, everything had come into perspective for Cait. There had been crowds and rudeness that first Christmas, too, she reasoned. Yet in the midst of that confusion had come joy and peace and love. | Debbie Macomber | ||
| 157b54d | December 16 Meet the Man Who Turns Down Cookies What man in his right mind turns down warm-from-the-oven chocolate-chip cookies? Ebenezer does. | Debbie Macomber | ||
| cdc15c6 | We certainly would," Cliff said. "Seth's family is waiting for us," Justine told them. "But thanks for the invite." She smiled as Cal came in with another two bags. "And thanks, Cal," | Debbie Macomber | ||
| db84426 | A successful marriage isn't finding the right person, it's being the right person. | Debbie Macomber | ||
| 3b60f71 | Men seemed to assume that because they could change their own oil and hook up a TV by themselves, they were naturally superior to women. | Debbie Macomber | ||
| 5efa32a | Now here he was, drunk and sober at the same time. Each half of him disgusted at the other. | Louise Welsh | ||
| 72e8395 | How long would it be before the elements toppled these small structures as they had already toppled the broch and the castle? Would future archaeologists dig here, or had records grown so precise every aspect of the recent past would be charted and ready for those who wanted to know? Maybe, soon enough, there would be no one left, no world to chronicle and argue over. All things must end, why not this too? The thought almost had the power t.. | Louise Welsh | ||
| e4c333b | I turned into Little Red Riding Hood. I made a cake, packed it up and went through the forest until I met the wolves. That's something the story got wrong, wolves don't travel solo, they hunt in packs. | fairy-tales | Louise Welsh | |
| 3f6e9e2 | Abandoned buildings are like abandoned people. They grow bitter and start to keep bad company. | Louise Welsh | ||
| 59f32cf | In view of her present ease, Anais Nin knows that the description of what she was like as a child will be difficult to accept and so will occasion laughter [...] Nin also knows, however, how much we need to believe that such a triumph over handicaps is possible and how much our admiration for an accomplished person can be discouraging rather than encouraging to our own aspirations if we are not reminded of the struggles that preceded that s.. | Evelyn Hinz | ||
| 78b4654 | The darkest prisons were those of the mind. | Elizabeth Chadwick | ||
| 43cd5f8 | Because to outwit your rivals, first you had to know their ways and how to play their games. | Elizabeth Chadwick | ||
| 2808d7c | All that remains is regret for what might have been. It is like standing in the ashes of a fire you once approached to warm your body a little, but which burned you to the bone instead. | Elizabeth Chadwick | ||
| 2948227 | All that remains is regret for what might have been. It is like standing in the ashes of a fire you once approached to warm your body a little, but which burned you to the bone instead. Now the ashes are cold, and sometimes you remember that even when your hand was in the flames, you still had a terrible need to thrust it deeper. | Elizabeth Chadwick |