Quotes from Tamera Alexander

he knew that nothing ever surprised the Creator of heaven and earth. As the circuit preacher had said a month or so ago, "God never leans over the balcony of heaven and gasps." James

He kissed her forehead and the curve of her cheek. "I love you, McKenna. I have for some time now. And when Hawkins mentioned the option of you marrying today . . ." He brushed the hair from her temple and kissed her there. Twice. A weakness settled in her knees. His laughter came soft. "It wasn't hard for me to know what I wanted to do. So just to be clear . . . honor had little to do with my actions today. They were mostly selfish at heart.

Alexandra would have sworn the veil to heaven lifted ever so slightly. She could all but feel the brush of it against her face.

I'll be your friend, Molly Whitcomb, the best friend I know how to be." He caressed the side of her face and traced her lower lip with his thumb. "Until you're ready for me to be something more.

Humble yourselves therefore under the mighty hand of God, that he may exalt you . . . Casting all your care on him; for he careth for you. When

He's so good to give us the bitter moments of life that, in his mercy, keep us dependent on him, that remind us that this earth is not a believer's home, that so much "better" awaits us in every way. And he gives us the sweet moments to encourage us in our sanctification journey, to give us a taste of the eternal, of his goodness. He gives us both because he knows what we need better than we know ourselves. And his timing is always perfect. And aren't we grateful?

You just let the tears come, ma'am. You got every reason under heaven to be cryin'. And just cuz don't mean you don't trust the good Lawd no more either. Jesus knows that.

she knew there were far more important things in life than training thoroughbreds and winning races. Even if a part of her still felt as if every moment of her life had been preparing her to do just that.

Meeting with Ramsey to discuss the details of this case had confirmed something Wyatt had hoped—that he'd have a few hours each morning to help out here. It'd push him, for sure, what with spending late night hours scouting one gambling house to the next. But considering the woman in front of him, she was worth it. He wanted to make a difference in her life and prove to her that not every man would up and leave when things got rough.

How very little a person knew about someone simply from looking at her. Yet how much people decided about others at a single glance. Herself included.

The young man meant for you, Lilly, will not require any tricks or ploys to be played upon him. He will see you, he will grow to know who you are--both the good and the bad--and he will realize he does not wish to live another day of his life without you.

It's not just how firm a man's handshake is that define him, son. Any fool can have a strong grip. It's the way a man meets your eyes, or doesn't, that tells you who he is. That says whether he's dealing with you honestly or not.