Francine Quotes & Sayings

It's the No.1 issue with people I talk to, whether Republican, Democrat or independent. They want to see the way business is done in Washington change. — Francine Busby

Isolated in the attic, Anne could only examine her own history and her own conscience, and try to locate the wellspring of her sadness and her rage. — Francine Prose

We bear the consequences for what we have done to ourselves, and for the sin that rules this world. Jesus forgave the thief, but he didn't take him down off the cross. — Francine Rivers

Fifteen love,' Chris said in a strong, clear voice as he set up for his next serve, and Elizabeth sensed that in addition to announcing the score, he was sending her a special message. A message about love ... — Francine Pascal

A woman could be the wind beneath a man's sails or a gale to send him into uncharted waters. She could be an anchor in stormy seas, or she could let him drift into the rocks. — Francine Rivers

He was so strong," Francine sobbed. "So proud. So much dignity. How did he die?"
"Wood chipper," said Valkyrie. — Derek Landy

And we know that God causes everything to work together for the good of those who love God and are called according to his purpose for them. ROMANS 8:28 — Francine Rivers

Other birds fly in groups, only eagles fly alone — Francine Rivers

feuding and revenge were ingrained in their lives. "I — Francine Rivers

Sarah and Michael shared many happy years together. On their seventh anniversary, their prayers were answered with the birth of a son, Stephen. Stephen was followed by Luke, Lydia, and Esther. — Francine Rivers

With so much reading ahead of you, the temptation might be to speed up. But in fact it's essential to slow down and read every word. Because one important thing that can be learned by reading slowly is the seemingly obvious but oddly underappreciated fact that language is the medium we use in much the same way a composer uses notes, the way a painter uses paint. I realize it may seem obvious, but it's surprising how easily we lose sight of the fact that words are the raw material out of which literature is crafted. — Francine Prose

Introduction to Kate. - Satisfied she had concluded her notes on the manuscript she had been reading, Kate placed her heel back in its shoe and stood up. She smoothed her skirt and paused to spare a thought for Vincent.
"What is going to happen next?" Kate remembered him pleading.
Claire had said this would happen. — Francine Scott

We are not what we own; we are what we do, what we think and who we love. — Francine Jay

We never believe we're beautiful, no matter how many times we hear it. We never believe it until someone says it in the right way. — Francine Prose

Jesus has given me eternal life in Him. Let them take my life here, but God holds me in the palm of His hand and no one can take Him from me. — Francine Rivers

Just because you don't believe in the Lord doesn't mean his power isn't working for you. — Francine Rivers

She only had this moment, and she must fulfill it worthily. Of what use was it to allow herself regret and grief, to ponder endlessly what she might have done differently? — Francine Rivers

It's so trendy, almost bleeding to death. All the cool girls are doing it. — Francine Pascal

In the Lord with all your heart; do not depend on your own understanding. Seek his will in all you do, and he will direct your paths (Proverbs 3:5-6). We can choose to be self-sufficient or to rely on God. We can act on our own understanding regarding life's circumstances, or we can seek God's will in every situation. But only one choice assures us that God will direct our paths. — Francine Rivers

courage is not something we can manufacture by our own efforts. But when we surrender wholeheartedly to God, he gives us the courage to face whatever comes. He gives us the words to speak when we are called to stand and voice our faith. — Francine Rivers

Concerns buzzed like flies in her head, and she swatted them with prayers. — Francine Rivers

Anne is remarkably restrained in calibrating the amount of fear she will admit into the diary. The air raids, the break-ins, and the brutality reported by the helpers and glimpsed from the window appear at regular intervals, so that the reader can never fully relax. — Francine Prose

I'm going to give you God's truth, little girl. All men want to do is hurt you. Once you give them your heart, they tear it to shreds." ~Francine Rivers; Redeeming Love — Francine Rivers

You have whatever strength God has given you, and it will be enough to carry out his good purpose. Trust in him. — Francine Rivers

In Christ, you are His child. You are raised up with Him. You are forgiven. In Christ, you are a new creation, the very temple of the Holy Spirit. You are delivered from the power of darkness. You are redeemed, blessed, holy, and sanctified. Even now, God is holding your child close. And in Christ, you will be reunited in love. — Francine Rivers

Guy struck a jangling chord on the keyboards and then another. 'You know,' he announced, sitting back and crossing his arms. 'We need some new material. We've got to write some new songs.'
'Like what?'
He shrugged. 'I don't know. Throw out some ideas.'
'Love! Death! Existential struggle!' Emily intoned dramatically, rattling out a drumroll. 'Agriculture! — Francine Pascal

Better the discomfort that leads to repentance and restoration than temporal comfort and eternal damnation. — Francine Rivers

The Pi Betas had accepted the fact that Rose was Mexican, but it was obvious they would just as soon ignore it. And they seemed to assume Rose wanted to do that, too. The other girls might not be overtly disturbed by the fact that Rose was a chicana, but they certainly were not going to encourage her to explore her heritage. No, if Rose joined the Pi Betas, she would have to deny the biggest part of herself. She would have to become completely American. — Francine Pascal

All the elements of good writing depend on the writer's skill in choosing one word instead of another. — Francine Prose

It's not just that I'm a horny seventeen year old male and she's a beautiful girl, although I don't necessarily expect you to believe me. — Francine Pascal

My goal is no longer to get more done, but rather to have less to do. — Francine Jay

Long before the idea of a writer's conference was a glimmer in anyone's eye, writers learned by reading the work of their predecessors. They studied meter with Ovid, plot construction with Homer, comedy with Aristophanes; they honed their prose style by absorbing the lucid sentences of Montaigne and Samuel Johnson. — Francine Prose

She needed to get out of there. Her brains, thankfully, were still safely in her skull, but her emotions were splattered on the pavement. — Francine Pascal

Never doubt God in the darkness what he has given us in the light. — Francine Rivers

The mystery of death, the riddle of how you could speak to someone and see them every day and then never again, was so impossible to fathom that of course we kept trying to figure it out, even when we were unconscious. — Francine Prose

If there's one thing I've learned over the years, it's that you've got no say in what other people do with their lives. Everyone makes their own choices, good or bad. — Francine Rivers

However big or small your obstacles may be, it's time to get a sledge hammer and strike them down. — Francine L. Huff

I would rather spend an hour among the notorious than two minutes with the dull. — Francine Mathews

The past affects the present even without our being aware of it. — Francine Shapiro

I'm only a tool, beloved. Not your Savior — Francine Rivers

Your home is living space, not storage space. — Francine Jay

We're not robbing him," Skulduggery said." But I'm afraid I have some bad news."
"Is it Deacon?" Francine asked, her eyes wide.
"It is."
"Is he sick?"
"It's a little worse than that."
She gasped. "He's dying?"
"He was briefly dying," said Skulduggery. "Now he's dead. — Derek Landy

Spirit. And it will be that love, — Francine Rivers

Stand firm in the Lord. Stand firm and let Him fight your battle. Do not try to fight alone. — Francine Rivers

True beauty is rare, and seldom recognized by the one who possesses it. — Francine Rivers

Nothing brings people closer together than shared suffering — Francine Rivers

Everybody at Sweet Valley High, even Elizabeth, seemed to forget that there was ever a fat and ugly Robin. But Robin would never forget. — Francine Pascal

Julia was blind and deaf to to the truth. She was ignorant. Did one reprove a blind woman for inability to see? Did one become angry with the deaf for not hearing? — Francine Rivers

Do my will, beloved. I drew you up from the desolate pit, out of the miry bog, and set your feet upon a rock. — Francine Rivers

We need to be patient with him." "As he's patient with them?" "No, as God is patient with us. Contrary to what you're thinking right now, Atretes shouldn't be your first concern. Our first obligation is to the Lord." "I know, but . . ." "You know, but are you acting according to what you know or what you feel?" She — Francine Rivers

Better to have trouble with man than trouble with God. — Francine Rivers

...fundamental Italian cookery rule that less is more! — Francine Segan

We try to do a little better than the previous generation and find out in the end we've made the same mistakes without intending. Instead of striving to love as God first loved us, we let past hurts and grievances rule. Ignorance is no excuse. — Francine Rivers

All our parents have levels of deviousness. We're driven to write about this discrepancy between the bright shining selves they invented and the monsters lurking underneath. — Francine Du Plessix Gray

Children and fried food; the more you make, the better they come out. — Francine Segan

How inappropriate,' Lila said coldly. 'Who'd ever dream of showing up at a dance in a wheelchair? What does she think she's going to do all night? — Francine Pascal

He claimed to be a Marxist, the only one of his claims I believed. He had that Marxist passion for oysters and good Sancerre, and that Marxist paralysis when the waiter brought the check. Already it's obvious how much the Communists got wrong, overbetting on human high-mindedness, lowballing human desire. — Francine Prose

Read your work aloud, if you can, if you aren't too embarrassed by the sound of your voice ringing out when you are alone in a room. Chances are that the sentence you can hardly pronounce without stumbling is a sentence that needs to be reworked to make it smoother and more fluent. A poet once told me that he was reading a draft of a new poem aloud to himself when a thief broke into his Manhattan loft. Instantly surmising that he had entered the dwelling of a madman, the thief turned and ran without taking anything, and without harming the poet. So it maybe that reading your work aloud will not only improve its quality but save your life in the process. — Francine Prose

Perhaps Aquinas's notably soft line on gluttony may have had something to do with the fact that the saint was said to have had what today we might call a weight problem. — Francine Prose

You see, Suzanne, history lectures bore me, art films bore me, your friends bore me, and, if you want to know the truth, I guess you bore me too. — Francine Pascal

He needed to get away from the rush of the city, from the unceasing noise and annoying obligations. — Francine Rivers

Remember, the things with which we choose to surround ourselves tell our story. Let's hope it's not "I choose to live in the past," or "I can't finish the projects I start." Instead, let's aim for something like, "I live lightly and gracefully, with only the objects I find functional or beautiful. — Francine Jay

The more the merrier. so enjoy reading more books — Francine Pascal

Oooh. Barbie has a brain, huh?" The smile was gone. His voice low, gravelly.
"Oooh. Ken has an attitude," she snapped back. — Francine Pascal

Only later during her prayers had it come to her how cunning Satan could be. Her love for Marcus could become a tool against her, for when her heart and mind were on Marcus, Julia lay forgotten.
Nothing must distract her from her mission here. And no one. — Francine Rivers

Jesus was with her, but she couldn't see Him; she couldn't touch Him. Never one for hugs and kisses from anyone but Niclas, she missed human touch. Why — Francine Rivers

The Holy Spirit comes to dwell within us when we believe in Christ and are redeemed. It is through the Spirit that God reveals mysteries to us, for the Spirit searches all things, even the depths of God. — Francine Rivers

Her mother had responded in kind, and the result was "unpleasantness and misery rebounding all the time. — Francine Prose

Death began to look like a friend. — Francine Rivers

He needed the warmth of the sun to take away the chill of foreboding that grew in him. — Francine Rivers

Letting go isn't giving up. It's trusting God to do whatever He has to do. — Francine Rivers

Losers with no imagination say that if you start a new school, there has to be a first day. How come they haven't figure out how to be that? Just think existentially. All you do is take what is supposed to be the first day and bury someplace in the next month. By the time you get around to it a month later, who cares? — Francine Pascal

It doesn't take two minutes on an examining table for a girl to know that abortion is painful and destructive and it'll have far-reaching effects on her life. Besides the emotional trauma of going through something so violent, there are the physical aspects, the aftereffects. Unfortunately, by the time she's gone that far, it's too late to change her mind. — Francine Rivers

Though He slay me, yet will I trust Him.' Whatever happens is to His good purpose and for His glory. I am not afraid. — Francine Rivers

And if it (life) were easier, would i have given my heart so fully to God? Put your hope in Him, and you won't be disappointed by what life offers — Francine Rivers

Life is like a pond, and every decision and act we commit, good or bad, is a pebble flung into it. The ripples spread in widening circles. — Francine Rivers

We were all created incomplete and will find no rest until we satisfy the deepest hunger and thirst within us. You've tried to satisfy it in your own way. I see that in your eyes, too, as I've seen it in so many others. And yet, though you deny it with your last breath, your soul yearns for God, — Francine Rivers

I dropped a word from the string of negative adjectives that had trailed behind me like tin cans behind the village idiot. Unappreciated, unloved, unmarried. But no longer unpublished. — Francine Prose

[He] looked up and imagined the hand of God flinging stars like shining dust across the heavens. No. He was wrong to think such pagan thoughts, for God had only to utter a word and it was done. Only man had He shaped with His hands, using the dust He created to form His most precious and amazing creation. Only man was molded and loved into being, the breath of life in his lungs given by God. — Francine Rivers

Salome dipped an end of the blue shawl into the creek water, wrung it out, and walked back to Margaret. "Lift up yo' skirt. We — Francine Thomas Howard

Friendship is by its very nature freer of deceit than any other relationship we can know because it is the bond least affected by striving for power, physical pleasure, or material profit, most liberated from any oath of duty or of constancy. With Eros the body stands naked, in friendship our spirit is denuded. — Francine Du Plessix Gray

The child chattered like a little magpie, and Angel nodded and listened. Glancing up, Angel encountered Michael's gaze. He wants children, she thought, and the thought hit her solid in the pit of her stomach. What if he knew she couldn't have them? Would his love for her die then? She couldn't hold his gaze. — Francine Rivers

I have one outstanding trait in my character, which must strike anyone who knows me for any length of time, and that is my self-knowledge. I can watch myself and my actions, just like an outsider. — Francine Prose

It was another one of her father's curses:I'll make you into a freak and not let you tell anyone. — Francine Pascal

He saw her right after the seventh-period bell rang. She seemed dressed for the sole purpose of blending in with the lockers, but she stood out, anyway. It didn't matter that her wide blue eyes were narrowed or that her pretty mouth was twisted into a near snarl - she was blatantly beautiful. It was kind of sick the way Ed was preoccupied with beautiful girls these days.
He felt a little sorry for her. (He was also preoccupied with finding ways of feeling sorry for people.) She was new and trying hard not to look it. She was confused and trying to look tough. It was endearing is what it was. — Francine Pascal

His tightly fitting jeans were unmistakably French. — Francine Pascal

Ella is much younger. Maybe thirty. I don't know. And you certainly can't tell from the way she dresses. Middle of winter she finds a way to show her belly button. And she's got four hundred of these little elastic bands that can only pass for a skirt if you never move your legs. Top that with this unbelievable iridescent red hair and you've got one hot seventeen-year-old. At least that's what she thinks. — Francine Pascal

But did I ever get over her? She came to symbolize everything I wanted and would never have. — Francine Prose

Of course, I've always read. I started when I was four years old and just didn't stop. I read all the time. — Francine Prose

Those selling abortion don't want them to have [the facts]," Virginia said heatedly. "Besides the Supreme Court doesn't agree with you. They judges seem to think we poor women would fall apart if we knew the facts, so they decided women don't have the right to know the full truth." She shook her head. "They've made it legal to withhold vital information, even when a woman requests it, for heaven's sake! — Francine Rivers

She had started driving past his apartment to see whether or not his car was out front. She had looked up his phone number, and twice she had called his apartment from the pay phone in school, knowing he wouldn't be at home, just so she could hear how sexy his voice sounded on his answering machine. Was this what falling in love was supposed to feel like? — Francine Pascal

Pretty people do ugly things.
It was one of those laws of nature that Gaia had understood for years. If she ever started to forget that ride for a second, there always seemed to be some good-looking asshole ready to remind her. — Francine Pascal

Art is both a vengeance against reality and a reconciliation with it. — Francine Du Plessix Gray

How can we be witnesses of the one true God if we hold the truth as our own possession? God meant his truth for the world. — Francine Rivers

That is one of the reasons I write: to feel the Presence of God and know He is speaking to me in a very personal way, instructing me, correcting me, redirecting me. — Francine Rivers

Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest. JESUS, MATTHEW 11 : 29 — Francine Rivers

If things are going well I can easily spend twelve hours a day writing, but not writing writing, just thinking and revising and taking a comma out and putting it back in. — Francine Prose

None of them, not even he, seemed to realize they weren't just physical beings, that God had left a mark upon them by the simple fact of his creation. They preferred their idols, tangible, possessing, capricious characteristics like themselves, easily understood. They wanted something they could manipulate. God was inconceivable, intangible, incomprehensible, unexploitable. — Francine Rivers

We must seize every opportunity we can to speak the truth and proclaim peace. Especially now. There's so little time for many. — Francine Rivers

AMONG THE DEMONS that taunt a writer before he can open a vein and write in his own blood are the devils that whisper: Are you brave enough to tell the truth? — Francine Prose