Quotes from Debbie Macomber

The minute I set eyes on your mother, I felt this thing happen in my gut, like the flu bug hit me worse than any sickness I've ever had, worse than the bubonic plague." His love analogy could use a little work…

Remember the time Pamela stuffed a bead up her nose and we had to take her to the emergency room to get it out? That bead cost us a fortune.

Everyone made stupid mistakes, no matter what their age. The key was growing from the experience, becoming wiser and smarter.

Love based on shared experiences and friendship is what helps relationships last.

Love means more to me than being sexually compatible. It means being an important part of your life as you'll be in mine. It means encouraging you to be everything you've ever wanted to be, sharing in your triumphs and comforting you in your failures. It means giving you the courage to try again. That's what love is all about.

for every loss there is an equal or greater gain. Often humans have to search for it, though.

it takes a hell of a man to replace no man.

Doing something for someone else made you feel better about yourself.

The thing I've learned - and trust me, I'm no expert- is that forgiveness isn't a gift we give the offender. It's something we do for ourselves

You're so authentic. You are who you are and you aren't willing to apologize for it. I like that.

When Addie had signed up for this course she'd been determined to do whatever it took to get through with a passing grade. She hadn't expected to enjoy it or even learn from it. Yet the novel they were studying was filled with life lessons that seemed to apply directly to her.

His heart wanted Mary. And then it wanted Merry.

Oftentimes when God works, what happens makes no sense. It will all come together down the road. Trust me on this.

Don't cling to the past. Look instead to the future. You have a husband who adores you and children waiting to be born. Your life is just beginning. So much love awaits you, more joy than you can possibly imagine now. Your pain shall reap an abundant harvest of life's treasures. Trust me in this.

I'd come to appreciate the sounds of silence. I'd grown accustomed to the stillness of Ponder, where one could hear the snow being blown off the tree limbs by the wind, the distant cry of a caribou, and the crackle of the Northern Lights.

Watching a complex stitch pattern grow as I knit silences the voice in my head that tells me to sweep the floor. I imagine dust bunnies are knitting themselves together under my chair.

I could have walked out at any time. I'm the one who turned a bind eye. I'm the one who chose to die a little with every one of his affairs, so no, bottom line: I choose not to hate him, If I have any anger, its directed at myself. I don't know why I waited so long to take care of myself emotionally and spiritually.

Forgiveness is hard, and most people tend to hold on to their hurts, to take some kind of perverse satisfaction in them.

Once she had her mind set on something she became an unstoppable force, forging ahead.

Guide to Moving On. The first item on that list was: Don't allow yourself to wallow in your pain. Reach out. Volunteer. Do something you love or something to help others.

Just being in his arms was like heaven; it felt like I was coming home.

A Guide To Moving On: 1) Don't allow yourself to wallow in your pain. Reach out. Volunteer. Do something you love or something to help others. 2) Cultivate new friendships. 3) Let go in order to receive. 4) Love yourself. (Loving myself meant eating, sleeping, and exercising - taking care of myself emotionally and physically. It meant taking care of myself spiritually, too.)

When I first learned that Paul had been killed, the grief had been all-consuming, and I didn't think I would be able to go on. Yet life continues to move forward, and so have I, dragging from one day into the next until I found I could breathe normally.

We get so busy that it's easy to let some things slide. We can either pick them up again, or let them stay lost.... I never thought about knitting like that, though.