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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| ddb0806 | without him--I wasn't sure I could go on breathing. But I did." "I know," Sylvie said. "It was because I loved him," Jane said. "And that's what love does. It takes hold of you so hard . . . takes hold of your breath. Your heart, your pulse, your thoughts, everything." | Luanne Rice | ||
| 8f3e4f4 | Love doesn't give you control--it takes control of you. | Luanne Rice | ||
| 5be4fd9 | You make it sound mad," Sylvie said. "As if it drives you crazy." | Luanne Rice | ||
| 1dcbd20 | Had Jane felt that way this whole time? Back when it had all happened, Sylvie remembered feeling really angry at her: Sylvie had chosen Brown partly so she could be at college with her sister. Then Jane had gotten pregnant and ruined everything. | Luanne Rice | ||
| cc48ebf | Who cared about those things? Didn't Peter know that it was impossible to make up for lost time? Three years was half of six years; every day, every minute in life was all its own, and could never be replaced with another. "When you love someone," she said, with her eyes shut tight, barely recognizing her own voice, "you want to be together whenever you can. If you want it badly enough, you just make the practical things work out." | Luanne Rice | ||
| 223578c | Violence merely increases hate . . . adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars. Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.' Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. | Luanne Rice | ||
| 78da56c | Stars were caught in the tree branches. She wished she could keep stars in her pocket, just to give him every time she saw him. | Luanne Rice | ||
| 3aeffe0 | One day she would recall this very twilit evening and the sight of her children dancing on the shore and then... Yes, then she would wish she had stopped to hold their chubby hands and play tag along with them. | Mary Alice Monroe | ||
| 409604e | Spring was in the air--ripe, verdant, full of promise. And with the spring came the rush and clamor of weddings. Marietta | Mary Alice Monroe | ||
| 768b6b0 | And, too, there was that delightful freshness of mist and dewy grass that lingered like spirits at dawn. Marietta | Mary Alice Monroe | ||
| a28e219 | Rather, think of etiquette as a philosophy of living and enjoying life with grace, compassion, and respect for others. | Mary Alice Monroe | ||
| 76a057e | Call me Mamaw. That's what the girls call me." He swallowed, touched by the offer, but shook his head. "I'm sorry. It's a kind offer, but I'm not ready to go that far yet." | Mary Alice Monroe | ||
| d824a51 | Treating others with kindness, consideration, and respect was timeless. All should be aware of how their actions affect others in their daily lives. Marriage | Mary Alice Monroe | ||
| 78a86bb | Rather than feel small, however, in this arena she felt part of something much bigger than herself. This gave her both a sense of power and peace. | Mary Alice Monroe | ||
| 5aa0620 | Consider the turtle. Perchance you have worried, despaired of the world, meditated the end of life, and all things seem rushing to destruction; but nature has steadily and serenely advanced with the turtle's pace. The young turtle spends its infancy within its shell. It gets experience and learns the way of the world through that wall. While it rests warily on the edge of its hole, rash schemes are undertaken by men and fail. French empires.. | Mary Alice Monroe | ||
| ec7132d | It was chilling to wake up at forty years of age to find she had no friends, no interests and no investments in anything unconnected to her work. | Mary Alice Monroe | ||
| bd9a741 | loggerhead. 1. Latin: Caretta caretta. A tropical sea turtle with a hard shell and a large head. 2. a stupid fellow; blockhead. 3. at loggerheads; in disagreement; in a quarrel. | Mary Alice Monroe | ||
| 8ffc57b | Stop what you're doing and observe your children! Lovie wanted to say to the young mother. Quick, set aside your chores and turn your head. See how they laugh with such abandon? Only the very young can laugh like that. Look how they are giving you clues to who they are. | Mary Alice Monroe | ||
| 5b9d119 | love was never a sin. Not loving, now that was the very worst kind of sin, | Mary Alice Monroe | ||
| 6e5903d | She was nearly seventy years old. There was no time left for regret or misgivings, no time for dreams of what might have been. | Mary Alice Monroe | ||
| 30a85aa | Please, Lord, answer this one small prayer. Not just for me, but for Cara. Help me play with my child once more before I die. Bring my Cara home. | Mary Alice Monroe | ||
| 3436a4f | the measuring tape and saw Michael standing alone on the small rise. The man seemed a part of the scenery as he stood, hands on hips, his hair whipped by the wind like the meadowsweet at his feet, his jaw set like the granite rocks. "He must love his job," she said to Bobby. Bobby looked up and followed her gaze to his brother, standing" | Mary Alice Monroe | ||
| 879a180 | no time for dreams of what might have been. There were plans to be made. The beach house --and all the secrets it held-- had to be placed in secure hands. Too much had been sacrificed for too many years to let the secrets slip out now. Too many reputations were at stake. She had but one hope. "Lord," she prayed, her voice raspy in her tight throat. "I'm not here to complain. You know me better than that after all this time. But the Bible sa.. | Mary Alice Monroe | ||
| b6fdcf4 | Thank you, Lord, for allowing me to live another day." Then she smiled with introspection. "Another summer." For" | Mary Alice Monroe | ||
| adacefd | When would he learn humility? | Mary Alice Monroe | ||
| 194d9ad | she'd neglected to make choices for her inner self as well. She'd given away too much. | Mary Alice Monroe | ||
| 5c42e21 | was flying by, and if she couldn't find a way to forge bonds between her granddaughters, Mamaw knew that come September, Sea Breeze would be sold, the girls would scatter again, and she'd be sitting on the dock howling at the harvest moon. The previous May, Mamaw had invited her three granddaughters--Dora, Carson, and Harper--to celebrate her eightieth birthday at Sea Breeze. She'd had, however, an ulterior motive. In the fall, Marietta was.. | Mary Alice Monroe | ||
| 07d4feb | Life is a series of risks. Trust, and you'll sometimes be hurt. Love, and someone will die. Life is joy and pain. If you don't risk the pain, you lose out on the joy. This was Seth's final lesson to us. | Mary Alice Monroe | ||
| 1bcdea0 | Don't fear death. Death is life's companion. If you fear death, you fear life." His hand tightened on her chin. "Nora, don't be afraid to live." | Mary Alice Monroe | ||
| 8c0af5c | was a man with whom she could join hands and build a life of trust, and honor and mutual respect. Could she really believe that such a life was possible? Opening | Mary Alice Monroe | ||
| fa9035a | When she died, what would matter except that she loved and was loved in return? | Mary Alice Monroe | ||
| 6fa079b | Whatever it was inside of me, whatever kernel deep inside that enabled me to believe in fairies, in Peter, in the Neverland itself, this was my source of strength. No one could ever take that away from me. As long as I believed, no matter where I was or with whom, I'd always belong. Because I was at home in my own heart." Wendy" | Mary Alice Monroe | ||
| a6c5725 | real courage is belief in yourself. To face and defeat your fear, or be defeated by it. | Mary Alice Monroe | ||
| 53880d7 | But strength without flexibility makes one hard. Come September, when those fierce winds blow in from the sea, those hardwoods crack, splinter and fall. But the pliant palms are resilient and they bend with the wind. This is the secret of a Southern woman. Strength, resilience and beauty. We are never hard. | Mary Alice Monroe | ||
| 7687acf | Sometimes she's so stuck up she'd drown in a rainstorm. | Mary Alice Monroe | ||
| e8bc48a | Why hadn't she believed she could do it? As soon as she asked the question, she knew the answer. Fear. Fear of failure. Fear of not being perfect. Fear was at the root of her problems. The bedrock of her timidity. The | Mary Alice Monroe | ||
| dd74ed1 | the pain eased. "Welcome to the club." | Mary Alice Monroe | ||
| 27ec98f | His mother, in contrast, prayed in church. | Mary Alice Monroe | ||
| 4ed2d2f | But now her children were grown-up and she felt every inch of the distance between them, stretching further over the years. | Mary Alice Monroe | ||
| 4334ea5 | Today was the first day of summer, she realized, her spirits lifting like a kite. She loved milestones of any sort: birthdays, anniversaries, holidays, checks on the calendar, notches on a growth chart. Today would be special, brand new. She felt it deep inside. Summer was here with sunny days and balmy nights, the informality of barbecues and dips in the swimming pool. She was so relieved to have the grind of the school year finished. She .. | Mary Alice Monroe | ||
| 2c5ee9a | Whatever it was inside of me, whatever kernel deep within that enabled me to believe in fairies, in Peter, in the Neverland itself, this was my source of strength. No one could ever take that away from me. | Mary Alice Monroe | ||
| 8afd5fe | Why didn't you tell me? It's all such a complicated mess." "Most lives are if you live long enough, my darling." "I've" | Mary Alice Monroe | ||
| 64c4bd4 | A woman saw those turtle tears and instinctively knew that the turtle mother wept for her children. A mother knew of all the predators that awaited her young, of the swift currents that might lead them astray, of the dazzle of dangerous lights, of the complicated nets that could entangle them and of the many years of solitary swimming. She wept because she could not protect them from their fate. | Mary Alice Monroe | ||
| b335b5c | How ironic she thought, to store the past but never tend to it. ~ Mary June | Mary Alice Monroe |