Top 120 Roseanna M. White Quotes (2026 Update)
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51. “My love. We’re all dead. All our days are numbered. That’s the beauty of what Christ did for us – dying so that we could finally taste real life. Pouring Himself out so that we could be filled.”

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52. “People were never just what they did, or just where they found themselves. People were never just their sins.”

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53. “She was one small grain of sand squaring off against a hurricane. But each grain of sand played its part.”

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54. “The world may still look dark, but if photography had taught her anything, it was that there was always more light to be found. Sometimes you just needed to change your lens. And sometimes you need a flash. Neither ever changed what was really there... but it showed it in a new way.”

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55. “Even if you have upset her... sometimes we need to be upset. Sometimes that’s the only thing that will convince us to let down our walls and allow someone in. Or even to turn to God.”

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56. “We need happy stories in the midst of trials. They keep us going. Remind us of what we’re struggling for.”

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57. “That we ought to stop worrying that our every word is wrong and instead let the Master Craftsman wield us however He will. There may be stray chisel marks, the times we slip. But He’ll still set the stone where it belongs. We just need to remember our lives are a monument to Him, not to ourselves.”

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58. “Then your next step must be to repent of it. And I don’t mean the cursory “I’m sorry” that we let children get away with. You have to mean it, dear one. You must regret not just your own pain, but the grief you’ve caused.”

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59. “It was a reminder to me of what His salvation really means. I think... I think too often we compare our souls and our sins to a grass stain. We think that His sacrifice is sufficient to knock off the clumps and blades clinging to the outside of us, but not quite strong enough to get rid of the stain in the fabric.”

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60. “But shame Senara... it’s for a purpose. It’s there to strike our consciences, to remind us of the standard of the Lord. It’s there to let us know we’ve sinned.”

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61. “He knows your name. Not Libby, not Elizabeth Sinclair. Your true name, the one at the heart of you that has never been spoken. He knows you, and He calls you by it. You, in all your uniqueness. You, in all that makes you different from others. You, in all that you have in common with them. He knows you, and He calls you by name. He knows how you fit into this world.”

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62. “She sneaked another look at his lordship. Handsome enough, yes. But he was a blithering dunderhead.”

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63. “And after the repentance comes the truly hard part – you must learn how to let the shame go. It has its purpose, a right and needful one. It can... return us to God. But if we’re not careful, it can just as easily carry us away and drown us.”

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64. “Brook trailed a gloved hand along the door, cast one glance over her shoulder, and let herself in. She couldn’t stop the grin as she gripped the wheel of the Rolls-Royce. And why should she? Only a fool would leave such a car running right outside her door and not except her to do something about it.”

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65. “How lovely it must be to know your place in the world without ever having to think about it.”

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66. “Maybe we’d all be wiser, maybe fewer people would be hurt, if we questioned more. If we didn’t think that closing our eyes to darkness meant it didn’t exist. As if by closing them, we didn’t just create more darkness.”

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67. “Look for the beauty in a thousand silent moments.”

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68. “No, He’d given her words. Words to live by. Words to create with. Words that maybe, just maybe, could change the world beyond her house as surely as they had changed the one within.”

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69. “Disasters simply happen, to the just and the unjust alike. The real proof of our mettle, I think, is how we react to them. Not whether we deserved them, but what we choose do in their wake.”

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70. “She’d lived a lot of years on this tiny little island, a dot in the Atlantic. Home to pirates, home to ships’ captains, home to innkeepers and fishermen and Coasties. Home to generations of stubborn people determined to stand, though the sands may shift. To thrive, though the waters may rise. To go on living, though the storms may rage.”

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71. “Yes, you see, we take part in this bizarre social ritual called conversation. You should give it a try sometime. It’s when you exchange words – at a normal volume – for the purpose of sharing information, rather than for accusation or inflicting emotional pain.”

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72. “The truth, when viewed from the wrong angle, didn’t necessarily set one free.”

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73. “Our purpose ought to be in giving it back to Him moment by moment.”

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74. “Even when one was following God’s illogical plans, things still went wrong.”

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75. “Everyone in the Scillies knew that when Oliver Tremayne took hold of your arm and looked deep into your eyes, he saw right down to your soul.”

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76. “Friendship -true friendship- the kind that lasts years and lifetimes, no matter whether the friends occupy the same physical space, is, I am convinced, a reflection of the Divine.”

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77. “A reminder that He had been Lord long before she entered the world, and He would be Lord long after. That history would always march on, humanity living and dying, loving and losing, praising and cursing, but that He was unchanging.”

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78. “They’d become part of the earth. Part of the people. Part of the story they’d all tell. The yesterday whose tides would carve tomorrow.”

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79. “She needed months, years, decades, centuries – or at the very least, however much of those God granted them. Together, though. Only, always together. Never apart again, they’d sworn that first night as they cried together over years and milestones lost, as they kissed away the thought of all those lonely days and nights, as they loved away the emptiness.”

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80. “She had such an interesting way of moving. Not fluid and graceful like a young lady who had studied the social arts, but rather each move was brisk, efficient. As if she calculated the most effectual order of movements and performed them accordingly as she did the simple tasks of meal preparation.”

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81. “That’s my sister. Abbie, I mean. Not the pug.”

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82. “They wouldn’t, if they realized that socialist “freedom” involved killing anyone who held a different view. That was no freedom. That was the worst form of tyranny – the kind that lied about what it was.”

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83. “He’d have to fix that. Turn over a new leaf in his outward behavior to better reflect his inward life. And yes, all right, work on the inward too.”

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84. “Stories had painted the backdrop of her world as a child, more than she had ever known. Stories had brought to life all the people who mattered to her, Stories had been reality in her family.”

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85. “They didn’t pretend to understand what drove each other, but they’d still be along for the ride. They were family.”

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86. “I think the truth always changes us. I think it always should.”

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87. “He can whisper the future to His prophets. He can send and heal plagues. He can raise the dead.”

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88. “Because let me just tell you, Daddy your blood doesn’t have that power. There’s only one Man’s blood in all of history that can make us better than we are-and your are not Him.”

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89. “Sins committed together are also committed against each other... And against the Lord. Repenting to Him is sometimes the easiest part. But He asks us to make right what we can too. That generally means facing those we’ve wronged.”

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90. “How strange were regrets. So many things she hated, yet without them, things she loved would never have been.”

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91. “He does not ask everyone to give all they have. But if He does, are we willing?”

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92. “We must be still – not our hands and feet, but our minds. And know that He is God. That He has not changed. That the same Lord who loved us when all is well loves us still when all is lost. His promises are as true today as they were yesterday. He has been enough to see people through the worst since the dawn of time. We must trust that His love is enough to see us through now.”

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93. “He’d grown accustomed to the yawning emptiness in his own life. Perhaps it always chafed like imagined sackcloth, but like sackcloth in the scriptures, he’d decided at some point in the last months that it ought to be a reminder to fall to his knees. Perhaps the cup given him wasn’t happiness, but rather holiness. Perhaps he could do as a man of prayer all that he’d failed to do as a man of action.”

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94. “The islands know your names they know all of us who love them.”

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95. “A library! ” Of course a house this size would have one, but how could she have been here a complete day already with day finding it?”

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96. “Love really was like a bird. You didn’t know where it might settle, or where. You couldn’t tame it, couldn’t force it. Couldn’t often predict it. You could call and call for it and never would it flutter down. Then, at the most unexpected time, in the most unexpected place, it was there.”

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97. “Yes, you see, we take part in this bizarre social ritual called conversation. You should give it a try sometime.”

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98. “But God’s world – that was an endless feast of the truest beauty.”

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99. “Just as Rem stood now by her side, never truly gone, so too would this wreck of a forest reclaim life. God had created it that way – to rebound from any ruin that man could wreak. To grow again. Thrive again. Cover over the scars with new life. That was what God’s creation did, plant and animal and man.”

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100. “He looked up now and caught her gaze – which had again gone his way, blast it all. Smiled. Bother. Drat. Blast.”

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