No: the years which had destroyed her youth and bloom had only given him a more glowing, manly, open look, in no respect lessening his personal advantages. She had seen the same Frederick Wentworth.

There is no charm equal to tenderness of heart.

My heart is, and always will be, yours.

It isn't what we say or think that defines us, but what we do.

There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves, it is not my nature.

The younger brother must help to pay for the pleasures of the elder.

Our scars make us know that our past was for real

None of us want to be in calm waters all our lives.

What dreadful hot weather we have! It keeps one in a continual state of inelegance.

Seldom, very seldom, does complete truth belong to any human disclosure; seldom can it happen that something is not a little disguised, or a little mistaken.

The person, be it gentleman or lady, who has not pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid.

When you recognize and reflect on even one good thing about yourself, you are building a bridge to a place of kindness and caring.

What was that you gave me to eat?" Winter panicked.A Filler Crisp, " Clover said, his eyes seventy percent concerned and thirty percent mischievous.

Belief that we know all & we are always right Leads to distance & silenceKeep learning & Keep Expressing....

Honor, obey?" Gisbourne shouted, grappling with John. "This is what you call being a good wife?"I stopped. "I never said I'd be a good wife, Guy. Just that I'd marry you.

Teach us to pray that we may cause The enemy to flee That we his evil power may bind His prisoners to free.

Three generations from shirtsleeves to shirtsleeves.

Life goes on." What nonsense, I thought, of course it doesn't. It's death that goes on.

If you really could fit God in a file, you wouldn't need to believe in God, you know, you'd just go get the file like a box of corn flakes off the shelf.

We are not the sum of our weaknesses and failures, we are the sum of the Father's love for us and our real capacity to become the image of His Son Jesus.

English is weak in describing emotional states or intensities of interpersonal relationships.