Quotes by Willowy Whisper

Knowledge doesnt exist in matters of the heart.

The silence was worse than the gunshots. The wait worse than the confusion. The forebode worsethan any danger.

Jacob, whats wrong with you? Why would you want to do this? What kind of husband . . . what kind of man are you?”“I dont know.” Jacobs voice was a whisper. “But before I pledged myself to Annie, I pledged myself to God.”“I hope you know what youre doing.” Montrose glanced back towards the kitchen. In their silence, they heard Annies low sobs. “I hope its worth it.

Montrose leaned forward. “Jacob, whats wrong with you? Why would you want to do this? What kind of husband . . . what kind of man are you?”“I dont know.” Jacobs voice was a whisper. “But before I pledged myself to Annie, I pledged myself to God.”“I hope you know what youre doing.” Montrose glanced back towards the kitchen. In their silence, they heard Annies low sobs. “I hope its worth it.

Dont make a wish you arent willing to come true. Dont dream a dream you arent willing to pursue. Dont love a man you cant say, I do.

Reese sucked in a breath and played faster, hurling the anger through his fingers until it spun all hisfear, all his rage, into the gentle voice of music.

Without needing told, without Jacobs lead, Akando dropped to his knees and lunged into the throne room of Christ.

Why do I keep losing, Harvey? Dont tell me Gods trying to make me a better person. Dont tell me all of this is so I can be stronger. Because Im not stronger, Harv. Im weak. I keep getting weaker and weaker, and I keep praying and praying... He paused and swallowed, Adams apple bobbing in his throat. Why wont God answer me? Harveys eyes were careful, empathetic, as if he were choosing his words thoughtfully. Finally, he said quietly, God has answered you, Brock. Every time. Its not always how we want, but He always hears us and He always cares.

I close my eyes, gripping the empty clothes closer to me, shaking my head against the truth. I try to block out the words... Try to stop them... But they come, nonetheless, until finally I just stand here—not running, not even trying to escape. “You my dear, will suffer seven years of tribulation. You will be left behind...

Sometimes, I like to pick the brightest star and wish upon it. Pop always said to wish on falling stars, but Ive never seen any.” “Me, neither.” He paused and finally let himself look at her. “What do you wish for?” Her cheeks turned a soft pink and she smiled. “If I told you,” she whispered, “it wouldnt come true.

Brock sighed. “Alright then, Spunky. I was thinking about life, I guess.” Spunky grunted. “In other words, you were thinking about a woman.” “I didnt say that—” “No.” Spunky grinned knowingly. “But your face did.