“And like that, the decades disappeared and the memory of that night came to life again. The way John had known it would. He didn't fight it, didn't work to stay in the here and now. If he was going… — Karen Kingsbury Copy Share Image
“helping me. It’s a full-time job, and I am grateful for your concern for my reader friends. Of course, thanks to my daughter and… — Karen Kingsbury Copy Share Image
“Wow." Lisa motioned for Keith to stop for a moment. "Look at this place. It's like the perfect family house. The porch and the… — Karen Kingsbury Copy Share Image
“Relationships take work. Hours and days and years of getting close to that person. That's real love, real intimacy. If your mind to believe… — Karen Kingsbury Copy Share Image
“Intimacy and sex are totally different things. Intimacy is a bond that God brings about between two married people. It comes from years of… — Karen Kingsbury Copy Share Image
“AS C.S. Lewis once said, for Joe life here on earth was only the title and cover page. And now he has begun the… — Karen Kingsbury Copy Share Image
God stays awake all the time. In case we need to talk to Him about something. — Karen Kingsbury Copy Share Image
“Like a constant assurance Bailey carried with her, God remained. All things might change. Love could come and go and friendships could fade. But… — Karen Kingsbury Copy Share Image
“The raindrops on her eyelashes made her blue eyes sparkle and he was instantly sure of one thing. He'd never seen any girl more… — Karen Kingsbury Copy Share Image
The way of a fool seems right to him, but a wise man listens to advice. — Karen Kingsbury Copy Share Image
You can't base your decisions on anyone's opinion but yours and God's. — Karen Kingsbury Copy Share Image
“He called it The Bridge because that was how felt about books. They connected the past and the present, the present and the future.… — Karen Kingsbury Copy Share Image
As long as he was breathing, God's greatest task for him was not yet finished. His highest purpose in life was still unfulfilled. ...… — Karen Kingsbury Copy Share Image
The death of a friendship was usually slow and insidious, like the wearing away of a hillside after years of too much rain. A… — Karen Kingsbury Copy Share Image
