Quotes from Susan Wiggs

I want you to look at me and see no other than the man you love. I want you to feel a start of pure joy when you awaken in the morning and find me beside you. I want you to wish you could rush the sunset so that we can be together sooner.

The estate looked vast and prosperous- on the surface, at least. Bella Vista was stunningly lovely, the orchards well tended and clearly productive. If there was a place in the world that was closer to heaven, she wasn't aware of it. Bella Vista- Beautiful View. A panorama view of the orchards, herb and flower fields radiated outward from the patio. The scents of ripe apples, lavender and roses rode the breeze, mingling with the mind-melting aroma of Isabel's fresh-baked croissants.

said grace. A bit of eyes-closed silence before a meal was probably a very good thing, no matter what thoughts might pass through her mind—gratitude, regret, contemplation, or nothing at all.

A capital ship for an ocean trip Was the Walloping Window Blind—No gale that blew dismayed her crew Or troubled the captain's mind. The man at the wheel was taught to feel Contempt for the wildest blow. And it often appeared, when the weather had cleared, That he'd been in his bunk below. —Charles Edward Carryl, Davy and the Goblin: A Nautical Ballad

She made them honey butter fried chicken and buttermilk biscuits the way her mother had taught her, with White Lily flour and the butter shredded on a box grater. She served charred eggplant with cilantro pesto, polenta pasticciata, grilled corn, and fried dill pickles.

The disaster came so swiftly and so completely that there was, Ryan conceded, a certain poetry in its magnificence.

You see, I believe some people are born in the place they belong. Others have to go looking for it.

There are many ways to make a family, and that's really the essence of The Lakeshore Chronicles books. As each story ends, a new one unfolds. The one element they all have in common is the key ingredient that makes everything hold together—love. I deeply appreciate the readers who have been so supportive of these books.

The sea was his mistress, one with the power to heal, nurture, love, torture… or destroy at her caprice.

To tell the truth is a beautiful act even if the truth itself is ugly.

It's all to do with the way you carry yourself, the way you face the world.

He said no one has a right to overrule a woman's choice. He also said it's unconscionable that this process took as long as it did, and it's shameful that every court in the system touched this case and still didn't apply the law. Not only that, the judge who originally granted it was censured.

you're not a criminal. Or a victim. You're a survivor. Love yourself, honey. Love that girl who lost her mama too young and picked the wrong guy and had to fight for herself. Love that girl—because I do.

anything was possible if only she dared to believe herself worthy.

My grandmother used to always say, if you can't be on time, be early.

When you were making pecan-smoked honey brisket at Cubby's, you had to cook the meats slowly and then, at just the right moment, finish them in the radiant salamander broiler to achieve that delicate caramelized crust.

brutal honesty has its place, but the occasional white lie does wonders for a fragile heart.

Yes, she was a mess, but she wasn't fragile. She would not be broken.

Maybe, she thought, the secret to a happy life was learning to get through the unhappy periods intact.

Grief can take care of itself, but to get the full value of a joy you must have somebody to divide it with." —Mark Twain

Although Margie/Margot's situation seems unlikely, it was informed by real events. The case of Brittany Smith, who in 2018 shot and killed her rapist and was subsequently indicted for murder, was covered in the national press. The only way for her to gain her freedom was to plead guilty, thus branding herself a felon.

When it comes to defamation, slander, or libel, the truth is an absolute defense to the allegation.

You cannot make a man love me any more than you can keep a flower from turning its face to the sun. Nature has endowed us with certain urges. That's why we speak of the magic of love.

Love isn't always all perfume and magic. It has a physical side, one that has nothing to do with tender feelings, fluttering hearts, sentimental poetry.