“Spend sunny afternoons writing. Take weekends in the country. Dream. Drink good wine, eat fabulous cheese and great bread. Make the kind of love that destroys the bed.” — Rachel Hauck Copy Share Image
“But brokenhearted was brokenhearted. Never embraced. Never treasured. Never easy. Heath figured every human being had a certain amount of God-ordained grace to endure… — Rachel Hauck Copy Share Image
“Do not open that door until I'm in my room. I may be old and losing my hair, but I still want to look… — Rachel Hauck Copy Share Image
“Remember what you do in life is merely a reflection of who you are as a Christian, one who loves and serves the Lord.” — Rachel Hauck Copy Share Image
“I don’t want men. I want one man.” She held up her finger. “One true love.” “There’s only one?” “Yes.” “How can you be so sure?” She pressed her hand over her heart. “My heart tells me. There is one for me. Only one.” Her words vibrated through him—hot, exploding, bringing to life his own thoughts on love. “You almost… — Rachel Hauck Copy Share
“She ate--so, so good--cocooned in the harmonic dissonance of a large family, where every sound was distinct yet blended.” — Rachel Hauck Copy Share Image
“Standing there in her robe, that ridiculous robe, with the socks and slippers bulging from the pockets, Jonas saw a glint, the sparkle of… — Rachel Hauck Copy Share Image
“It must seem like the world is ending, but wait and see what God will do. He must have something wonderful in mind.” — Rachel Hauck Copy Share Image
“Funny how a crisis can put life into perspective, fine-tune the eye of the heart, like laser surgery. In less than a minute everything… — Rachel Hauck Copy Share Image
“You are a coward.” Stephen headed for the door. “If you lose her, it won’t be because of this citizenship writ or all of the things she has to give up to be your wife. It won’t be because you’re some magnanimous chap who freed the bird who wanted to fly. It will be because you’re afraid.” He eased open… — Rachel Hauck Copy Share
