103 Quotes by Roseanna M. White

He needed to help. Someone, somehow. He needed to prove, if only in some small way, that he was worthwhile.

Whatever He asks of us, whether it be a fortune or a pittance or our time or our devotion, we can be sure it will be painful. Cutting out what stands between us and God always is. But we can also trust that in the giving, we’ll gain something far more precious.

Emerson leaned toward Lark and spoke in a stage whisper. “He is warming up to me.” She laughed. “How can you tell?” “He used to ignore my presence altogether, then insult me the moment I left. Now look at him – he cares enough to insult me to my face.

Love always has a place.

Arabelle Denler was... all sorts of impossible things. Too generous. Too good. Too innocent. She made him infinitely aware of all he lacked.

He apparently preferred dark eyes to ready smiles. Sarcasm to sweetness. Codebreakers to secretaries.

It was dark. With her eyes closed and the crying surrounding her and with this gaping hole inside. It was so dark. It had always been dark, but she’d never known it fully. Because she’d never seen that light shining just out of reach. Now she did. She saw it. It was partly Peter, with all his goodness. His nobility and his quiet strength and his silly quirks and his utter niceness. It was partly Peter, shining there. But it was mostly what shone through him.

What do you think heroism is but doing what needs to be done when the situation tries to prevent it?

He’s still there, unchanged, even when we can’t feel Him. When the grief’s too loud to let us hear His voice.