Top 120 Roseanna M. White Quotes (2025 Update)
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51. “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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52. “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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53. “Isn’t it tiring, being such a blighter all the time?”

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54. “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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55. “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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56. “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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57. “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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58. “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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59. “He makes us with great worth. Creates us that way intrinsically. Our sins, our bad choices, perhaps they coat us like mud. But the mud cannot take away the value He instilled in us.”

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60. “She smiled and leaned against the back of the sofa, making herself comfortable. Around him. That counted as a proposal, right?”

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61. “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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62. “That the lens of the spirit was to faith what her microscope was to the world-that was a thought that brought unspeakable peace to her mind. More, it was one that made her crave both lenses-the physical and the spiritual.”

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

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64. “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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65. “But He loves us, as does the Father. Because we are valuable. And the blood of Christ, when it washes us clean, fully restores us to what He created us to be.”

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

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67. “Because he’s Ainsley. Everyone needs an Ainsley in their lives. If I didn’t have his lectures keeping me straight, just imagine the mess I’d be.”

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68. “Maybe there never was a winning team, not really. Not when war was tanks and guns and trenches instead of laughter and innocence.”

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69. “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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70. “Black and white could lie. She knew that better than anyone. It was no great thing at all to take what was there, cut it out, and put it somewhere else instead, where it meant something entirely different.”

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

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

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

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75. “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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76. “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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77. “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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78. “Wondering is an entirely different pastime for you, I think. You can turn it into something more than worry.”

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

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80. “But we’re not fabric, Senara. We are pearls.”

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

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82. “What was she to do but breathe a laugh? It wasn’t her fault he was worming his way past her anger with him.”

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83. “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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84. “Perhaps now that he was well he could joke and call her his jailer – but what she’d really been was his rescuer.”

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85. “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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86. “We can trust that His promises are always true, because they have always been true.”

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87. “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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88. “Patience. That’s what this glass and silver and shell had taught her over the years. Patience was what wore old broken bottles into bits of color and light. Patience what created those shells, wore them away again, tossed them onto the shore... And patience had rewarded her here too.”

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89. “Double blast. That was the sort of observation that made it very hard to remember she didn’t like him one bit.”

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

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91. “When we stay, it’s because the islands know our names, and they whisper them to us on the wind.”

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92. “It could mean the end of everything. Everything. No more yesterdays remembered. No more todays walked through with determination. No more tomorrows to forge into something new.”

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93. “We’re never restored fully, whole again, after we lose someone. We just learn to go on with the pieces missing.”

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

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95. “She couldn’t change much about this life she’d been given, the yesterdays that dictated today and tomorrow. But she could do this. She could look at things in that way God had given her.”

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

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97. “I’m always afraid I’ve ruined it, every time I open my mouth. But God is bigger than our mistakes, I’m told. In fact, I’m fairly certain my wise valet would say that the best thing we can ever be is a willing instrument in His hand.”

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

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99. “She’d do what she could to make life a little sweeter for the people around her. She’d live until she didn’t anymore.”

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100. “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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