“Come to think of it, she did not speak a word. Yet I could have sworn she had the most beautiful voice.”
―
Julie Klassen,
The Silent Governess
“Words are important to me. I listen to each one, weigh and measure it. If I cannot trust your words, how can I trust you?” ― Julie Klassen, The Girl in the Gatehouse
“When you set yourself on fire, people love to come and see you burn.” ― Julie Klassen, The Silent Governess
“The human heart, no matter what age, will only open to the heart that opens in return.” ― Julie Klassen, The Apothecary's Daughter
“I found I quite enjoyed having you under the same roof. Being able to see you, hear your voice many times a day. I miss that.” His eyes locked on hers. “I miss you.” ― Julie Klassen, The Maid of Fairbourne Hall
“Don't allow any man to treat you as less than you are.” ― Julie Klassen, The Dancing Master
“At the door he turned and looked back. She stood, facing away from him, the sunlight from the window enshrouding her in an unmerited halo of gold. Perhaps, he thought, that was how God saw all His children. Selfish and fallen, yes. But in the forgiving light of His Son, each wore an unmerited halo” ― Julie Klassen, The Silent Governess
“We all of us die, Miss Smallwood,' he interrupted. 'But we don't all of us make our lives count for something. How much better to die saving another soul than to stand safe on shore and do nothing while others perish?” ― Julie Klassen, The Tutor's Daughter
“I love you, Margaret Macy. And there is something I need to ask you. Something I’ve asked twice before and am nearly afraid to ask again. The Scriptures say let our yes be yes and our no be no, but I pray, in your case, your no may have changed . . . ?” Margaret leaned forward and kissed him firmly, warmly, on the lips. Then she smiled at him, her eyes brimming with tears. “Yes, it most definitely has.” ― Julie Klassen, The Maid of Fairbourne Hall
“Mr. Upchurch,” she fumbled. “I . . . I must take my leave directly. But before I go, allow me to say how sorry I am for the callous way I treated you in the past. I regret it most keenly.” His heart squeezed even as he felt his brows rise. “Do you?” She swallowed. “I was wrong about you. I was wrong about a great many things.” ― Julie Klassen, The Maid of Fairbourne Hall
“How rough your hands still are.”Embarrassed, she made to pull them away, but he held them fast. “Yet never have I longed to kiss any woman’s hands as I long to kiss these.” ― Julie Klassen, The Maid of Fairbourne Hall
“Where has God promised to fulfill our every whim according to the minutia of our earthly desires? Where has He promised to keep us from suffering or disappointment? Things He did not spare His own Son? You were raised in one of the finest manors in the borough, by a man and woman who could not have loved you better. You have been given the best education, the best of everything. You are of sound mind and limb, and yet you dare to rail at God? I for one grow weary of it. Now leave off simpering like an ungrateful brat and make something of this new life you've been given.” ― Julie Klassen
“She smiled and feigned enthusiasm, although she cared little for the game. Sometimes that's what you did for the people you loved.” ― Julie Klassen, The Tutor's Daughter
“Make your life count, Henry David Weston. For when you reach the end of your days, you will not look back and wish you'd garnered more money, or power, or fame. You will look back and wish that you had been a better parent, spouse, friend, and Christian. And you will wish for just a little more time with those you love.” ― Julie Klassen, The Tutor's Daughter
“In 1770, a British law was proposed to Parliament granting grounds for annulment if a bride used cosmetics prior to her wedding day. —Marjorie Dorfman, “The History of Make-up” ― Julie Klassen, The Maid of Fairbourne Hall
“How long had it had been since she'd thought back on the evenings around the fire, number games at the kitchen table, or listening to her father sing? Too long. Yes, there had been bad times. And she had tallied them like figures in a column, not remembering to factor in the good. She had doctored the books.” ― Julie Klassen, The Silent Governess
“The body might be engaged in the most base drudgery, but always the mind can be thinking on whatever is lovely, pure, noble.” ― Julie Klassen, The Girl in the Gatehouse:
“Do you not pray, Miss Smallwood?'She avoided his gaze. 'No.''God is speaking to you every day,' he said softly. 'You might return the favor.'She raised her chin. 'I don't hear Him.''Do you listen?'She looked at him, clearly offended, then turned away again. 'I used to pray, until I found God was not listening, at least not to my prayers.'[He] heard the inner voice of caution but barreled ahead. 'He was listening. But He doesn't always answer the way we would like Him to.” ― Julie Klassen, The Tutor's Daughter
“Love without fear . . .” Miss Foster murmured, considering the notion. “It doesn’t sound very practical, I’m afraid. For the more one loves, the more one has to fear losing.” He looked at her, a grin tugging his mouth. “Impractical, maybe. Difficult, yes. But what a beautiful way to live.” ― Julie Klassen, The Secret of Pembrooke Park
“Words are important to me. I listen to each one, weigh and measure it. If I cannot trust your words, how can I trust you?” ― Julie Klassen, The Girl in the Gatehouse
“When you set yourself on fire, people love to come and see you burn.” ― Julie Klassen, The Silent Governess
“The human heart, no matter what age, will only open to the heart that opens in return.” ― Julie Klassen, The Apothecary's Daughter
“I found I quite enjoyed having you under the same roof. Being able to see you, hear your voice many times a day. I miss that.” His eyes locked on hers. “I miss you.” ― Julie Klassen, The Maid of Fairbourne Hall
“Don't allow any man to treat you as less than you are.” ― Julie Klassen, The Dancing Master
“At the door he turned and looked back. She stood, facing away from him, the sunlight from the window enshrouding her in an unmerited halo of gold. Perhaps, he thought, that was how God saw all His children. Selfish and fallen, yes. But in the forgiving light of His Son, each wore an unmerited halo” ― Julie Klassen, The Silent Governess
“We all of us die, Miss Smallwood,' he interrupted. 'But we don't all of us make our lives count for something. How much better to die saving another soul than to stand safe on shore and do nothing while others perish?” ― Julie Klassen, The Tutor's Daughter
“I love you, Margaret Macy. And there is something I need to ask you. Something I’ve asked twice before and am nearly afraid to ask again. The Scriptures say let our yes be yes and our no be no, but I pray, in your case, your no may have changed . . . ?” Margaret leaned forward and kissed him firmly, warmly, on the lips. Then she smiled at him, her eyes brimming with tears. “Yes, it most definitely has.” ― Julie Klassen, The Maid of Fairbourne Hall
“Mr. Upchurch,” she fumbled. “I . . . I must take my leave directly. But before I go, allow me to say how sorry I am for the callous way I treated you in the past. I regret it most keenly.” His heart squeezed even as he felt his brows rise. “Do you?” She swallowed. “I was wrong about you. I was wrong about a great many things.” ― Julie Klassen, The Maid of Fairbourne Hall
“How rough your hands still are.”Embarrassed, she made to pull them away, but he held them fast. “Yet never have I longed to kiss any woman’s hands as I long to kiss these.” ― Julie Klassen, The Maid of Fairbourne Hall
“Where has God promised to fulfill our every whim according to the minutia of our earthly desires? Where has He promised to keep us from suffering or disappointment? Things He did not spare His own Son? You were raised in one of the finest manors in the borough, by a man and woman who could not have loved you better. You have been given the best education, the best of everything. You are of sound mind and limb, and yet you dare to rail at God? I for one grow weary of it. Now leave off simpering like an ungrateful brat and make something of this new life you've been given.” ― Julie Klassen
“She smiled and feigned enthusiasm, although she cared little for the game. Sometimes that's what you did for the people you loved.” ― Julie Klassen, The Tutor's Daughter
“Make your life count, Henry David Weston. For when you reach the end of your days, you will not look back and wish you'd garnered more money, or power, or fame. You will look back and wish that you had been a better parent, spouse, friend, and Christian. And you will wish for just a little more time with those you love.” ― Julie Klassen, The Tutor's Daughter
“In 1770, a British law was proposed to Parliament granting grounds for annulment if a bride used cosmetics prior to her wedding day. —Marjorie Dorfman, “The History of Make-up” ― Julie Klassen, The Maid of Fairbourne Hall
“How long had it had been since she'd thought back on the evenings around the fire, number games at the kitchen table, or listening to her father sing? Too long. Yes, there had been bad times. And she had tallied them like figures in a column, not remembering to factor in the good. She had doctored the books.” ― Julie Klassen, The Silent Governess
“The body might be engaged in the most base drudgery, but always the mind can be thinking on whatever is lovely, pure, noble.” ― Julie Klassen, The Girl in the Gatehouse:
“Do you not pray, Miss Smallwood?'She avoided his gaze. 'No.''God is speaking to you every day,' he said softly. 'You might return the favor.'She raised her chin. 'I don't hear Him.''Do you listen?'She looked at him, clearly offended, then turned away again. 'I used to pray, until I found God was not listening, at least not to my prayers.'[He] heard the inner voice of caution but barreled ahead. 'He was listening. But He doesn't always answer the way we would like Him to.” ― Julie Klassen, The Tutor's Daughter
“Love without fear . . .” Miss Foster murmured, considering the notion. “It doesn’t sound very practical, I’m afraid. For the more one loves, the more one has to fear losing.” He looked at her, a grin tugging his mouth. “Impractical, maybe. Difficult, yes. But what a beautiful way to live.” ― Julie Klassen, The Secret of Pembrooke Park
