The measure of a man isn’t how popular he is with his friends, but how he treats those who have nothing to give him.

I thanked Him for my sorrow because it brought me closer to Him and the memory of His Son on the cross.

He should talk to her - not on the phone where so much could be hidden, but face to face. He wanted to see her. Look into her eyes, no matter how painful, and find the truth.

If everything in life could be as utterly lovely as newly washed hand towels and daintily perfumed soaps.

Every choice involves some kind of pain. Choosing one path means rejecting another along with everything down it.

How could I understand my weaknesses if my strength had not been tested?

Did she look different? She felt different, as if she had traveled a thousand miles and a hundred lifetimes in a few short minutes.

I cannot give up chasing after happiness simply because there might be pain down the road.

God will make known to you how He wants you to use this gift.

Their lips met with a tenderness Kate had not dreamed possible. The weeks of heart-break and uncertainty, the pain of wasted days, and the despair of unfulfilled dreams released her like winter surrenders its ruthless grip on the frozen earth in early spring. Did every kiss hold such promise?