How had she ever thought him handsome? He was hideous, his eyes as colorless as his skin.

O God, why did you make me a woman? So that men could try to take advantage of me? I am no good to my brothers when they need me the most. Am I only useful for making them sweaters?

I don't understand why so many unjust things happen. I know I should accept it as part of life in a fallen world.

Showing your emotions does not make you weak. Just as not showing emotions does not make you strong.

You must let God’s love heal you.

Everyone will say I'm insane, but I don't care, Rose. Is it insane to marry the girl I love? A girl with golden brown hair, with gifts of beauty and goodness and storytelling?