39 Quotes by Sarah Miller

All her life she had longed to breach that pale and hazy boundary between enough and plenty.

The pair of us are like salt and sugar: such different flavors, but so close in every other way you could never sort us apart once we’re together.

I don’t see how sugar could make that cornbread any sweeter than the prints of your hands already have.

Be thankful for what is given. Caroline heard the words in her mother’s voice. No matter if it is not enough, be thankful.

Their trust in her was built of thousands upon thousands of moments already past. She was Ma, and that in itself was enough.

It was not a sack, but rather a circle of denim that would spread itself flat with the cord fully unlaced. Seven deep pockets, each holding one color, pinwheeled from a center humped with plain cuttings of flannel, buckram, and the like.

You may be afraid, but you may not let your fear chase you away from what must be done.

Behind every successful woman are several confused men who give her something to make fun of.

How many miles had they come? Less than halfway, and already Caroline had the sense that a separation such as this could put more than miles between folks, could right this minute be working changes she might not be entirely conscious of and might never realize at all unless she and Eliza saw each other again.