Her gaze collided with the duke’s. His eyes were a clear, pale green. Why was he staring so intently when there was hardly another woman less interesting than she?

Her smile hollowed out his chest. She’d changed since last he saw her. She was brighter. More vibrant. Happiness suited her.

She had a good, strong voice. She smiled with her voice, too. This, he thought, was the magic that had drawn him to her.

You are walking to Hope Springs?” “Yes, Your Grace.” “In this weather?” She glanced around and gave him a smile. “I haven’t any other weather to walk in.

She laughed, and the duke might actually have smiled, though one could never be certain.

He remounted. “I will ride with you.” With some effort, he gentled his voice. “If that would be agreeable to you.” “How kind of you. Thank you.

She laughed, and the sound pierced his heart.

God can only work through those who have totally identified themselves with His will and purpose

Although the principle of equality has always been self-evident, it has never been self-executing.

Many of the bravest never are known, and get no praise. [But]that does not lessen their beauty...

Uproot the spirit of reluctancy out of your life and invest the spirit of stickability in this year of 2014.

Really believing in "once upon a time". Believing that it will draw you in, take you with me to a place you've never been before.

I used to be absolutely addicted to the gym and I do still love it.

The New Year has come to us. / God be blessed for it.

Any time you put on the mouthpiece of somebody that you're not, there's a professional responsibility to get it right. I did a great deal of research in both of those arenas.

Character is forged not on the mountaintop but in the valley.

It's always been too slow for me. Playing. The pace of things. I'm a fast sprinter. The trouble was, after playing in the group for a few months, I couldn't reach that point.