Quotes from Lisa Tawn Bergren

I smiled. He had come for me. Saved me. How many times would this man save my life?

Without sorrow, 'tis difficult to know the full threshold of joy.

You are courageous Gabriella. And strong. And clever. Remember that in battle.

Because never had I hated another human being more than I hated Paratore in that moment.

In a new country, it helps to remember the things that were good once, the things we want to recreate now.

Beautiful Savior, King of creation, Son of God, and Son of Man! Truly I love Thee, Truly I serve Thee Light of my soul, my joy, my crown. Fair are the meadows, fair are the woodlands, Robed in flow'rs of blooming spring

How much did we do in life that was the result of what others around us demanded? Rather than what God was calling us to do?

A bee!" Niero said. "What's a bee?" Tressa asked. The old fragments of Winnie the Pooh books came back to my mind. Pooh had always been after more honey, a golden, sticky, sweet substance that bees seemed to produce in trees.

Jesus is fairer, Jesus is purer He makes our sorrowing spirit sing.

I looked up and beyond him again, focusing in on the horror that swords, arrows, clubs, and staffs left behind on human flesh. The open wounds. The blood, The brokenness. The inglorious remains of war.

I have always loved you... Since the first day I saw you, and even more with each day. The loving of you threatens to undo me now.

I believe it is always possible to draw closer to our Lord, whether it be during times of suffering or during times of celebration. It is all life, and all of life comes from God. (Tomas)

Without sorry, 'tis difficult to know the full threshold of joy.

Nothing like the tour to show people how poorly they fit together.

Every time I give in to concern about tomorrow, even my next hour, I rob this hour, this day of strength, peace. The Maker holds all my days. Do I trust him with them, or not?

You haven't met a girl like me. In fact, you're never going to meet a girl like me again.

From dust we came, and to dust we shall return," Cornelius said.

Saints, woman, what you do to me... Zara, you're turning me inside-out.

And sometimes, sometimes, wanting things, wishing for, working for them, is a good thing. Otherwise, we become nothing but spoiled boys and girls frustrated that we don't get every new toy we see.

Nothing like a tour to show people how poorly they fit together.

The Maker is stronger than any force you come against, if you will only lean into him for support. Remember that, yes?

If I were a lucky girl I would have won the lottery or something. Maybe I had, I thought, staring dreamily at Marcello.

above all, I knew love. In me and beside me and around me. Behind me and before me.

I reached up and touched his face, feeling the appealingly masculine stubble there.