60 Quotes by Becky Wade

Reason number five hundred why it was advisable to have oneself for a boss: Even when you hadn’t earned it, you could still treat yourself to a coffee break.

For the second time today, someone had made him his favorite. But only one woman had gotten it right. Chicken-fried steak had been his favorite years ago. His tastes had changed.

This was thing about temptations. God didn’t take them away. They were there – powerful and still needing to be dealt with. If you gave them an inch of leeway, they had the dark strength to take you under.

When Willow took the long view of her dad’s story, she could see plainly how God had taken her dad’s failures and sorrows and created something beautiful out of them. Why was it so hard for her to accept that God could do the same for her? Was her faith too small? Or was her regret too big? Perhaps her regret was so big that it had kept her faith small these past four years.

Corbin was about as trustworthy as a toddler with a permanent marker.

I can’t do many things,” he said fiercely, “but I can love you, Meg. I can love you every hour of every day for the rest of my life. I swear to you I can. I want to earn the right to try.” The pad of his thumb rubbed her cheek. “I love you so much I can hardly see straight. I can’t concentrate. I can’t sleep. I can’t make myself care about anything on earth except for you. I’m useless.” “No you’re not.” “I’m a mess.” “No.” “I am.” He insisted. “About you, I am.

She was bookish! She had no experience holding eye contact with Navy SEALs. All the practice she’d put in with Mr. Darcy and Rochester and Adolphus didn’t seem to be holding her in good stead.

He never promised us that we wouldn’t suffer. But He’s too just not to redeem it. And He does promise us that He won’t leave us. That He’ll be with us through the worst. That He loves us.

Where did you and your brother get your weapons from?” Meg asked Bo. “Our cars.” “You drive around with handguns and shotguns in your cars?” Bo slanted a look down at her, humor in his eyes. “We’re hicks from a small town in Texas. ‘Course we do.” She shook her head. “Wait till you see the arsenal I’ll be driving around with from now on.