I think we women underrate ourselves when it comes to our courage and strength.

How foolish to yearn to ask the very person who'd caused the pain to heal it

Because,” he said quietly as she stood up, “until you walked into it, this was an ordinary garden.” Puzzled, Elizabeth tipped her head. “What is it now?” “Heaven.

Elizabeth, if you want to be kissed, all you have to do is put your lips on mine.

At my age, I regard each funeral I attend as a personal triumph, because I was not the guest of honor.

Success without someone to share it with is hollow indeed. On the other hand, it beats the heck out of failure.

I ought to break your neck!" Clayton interrupted. Too late, Whitney realized that she shouldn't have been standing all this time on her "injured" knee. "Allow me to congratulate you on a fine day's work, Madam," he said sternly. "In less than twelve hours, you've brought Whitticomb to your side and Cuthbert to your feet.