Macomber Quotes & Sayings

WORRY serves no useful purpose is of no value and doesn't change a thing. — Debbie Macomber

While it may not be a simple act, offering forgiveness not only has the power to heal relationships, it strengthens the well-being of those who give this life-changing gift. — Debbie Macomber

Practicing an attitude of gratitude spills over to acts of generosity. — Debbie Macomber

The challenge is to learn from those mistakes so we don't repeat them. — Debbie Macomber

Her case worker had once suggested knitting as a means of anger management. — Debbie Macomber

People are funny. They want the front of the bus, the middle of the road and the back of the church. - Mrs. Miracle — Debbie Macomber

Maybe money can't buy love - but it can get you practically everything else. — Debbie Macomber

The truth was she did love him. She loved him for the gentle care he gave her roses. For his loving way with animals. For his honesty. For his tender patience with Maggie and, most important, for the joy he brought into her life. — Debbie Macomber

Emotions can become habits - she said haltingly as she wiped her eyes. But habits can be changed". — Debbie Macomber

The yarn forms the stitches, the knitting forges the friendships, the craft links the generations. - Karen — Debbie Macomber

Sorrow looks back, worry looks around, and faith looks up. — Debbie Macomber

Years ago I read that grief is the place where love and pain converge.
For a long time they stood there and simply clung to each other. They didn't feel the need to kiss, and she believed that was because what they shared transcended the physical. This understanding-that they'd both lost what they'd treasured most-brought them together in a more profound way than mere attraction.
But I don't know what my instinct's saying, she muttered. Yes, you do. Just relax, sit back and listen to your inner voice. — Debbie Macomber

Forgiveness is hard, and most people tend to hold on to their hurts, to take some kind of perverse satisfaction in them. — Debbie Macomber

I've lived most of my life trying to please others. I don't think I can do that anymore. — Debbie Macomber

You do this often?" she asked.
"Drink or hijack women? — Debbie Macomber

aplomb. Sometimes the sheer bravado of her actions astonished — Debbie Macomber

They had a sound basis of union. Margot was too beautiful for Macomber to divorce her and Macomber had too much money for Margot ever to leave him. — Ernest Hemingway,

Sometimes, I think we're afraid to admit we want certain things. Especially things that contradict the image we have of ourselves. — Debbie Macomber

For every loss there is an equal or greater gain. Often humans have to search for it, though. — Debbie Macomber

I might be 30 years old, but a girl never outgrows the need for her mother. — Debbie Macomber

Love takes something that's difficult and makes it feel so effortless. — Debbie Macomber

Waltz back into our lives as if nothing had happened. We were dealing with Dad's death and I wasn't about to take on her problems, too." "I'm not going to argue with you, sweetheart. Like I said, you did the right thing." "I have to wonder," she murmured, her brow furrowed with consternation. "Karen ... " "I know, I know. It doesn't do any good to rehash this over and over. What's done is done. When I spoke to Nichole about the inheritance, she was adamant we did everything we should have. Cassie wasn't — Debbie Macomber

Unfortunately he'd fallen into a common trap. He was big on religion and weak on faith. — Debbie Macomber

Mousy. It was the only word Travis could think to describe Mary Warner when she stepped off the plane. His heart sank and took a moment to rally itself. Long legs, that was all he'd asked for, and what did he get? Minnie Mouse. — Debbie Macomber

survive this evening with her — Debbie Macomber

Exactly what she was doing - tears leaked from the corners of her eyes and wove crooked paths down her cheeks. How could she have been so insensitive to her own sister? Chapter 24 All week Cassie had worked feverishly to put Steve out of her mind, but it hadn't worked. She couldn't wait to see him, and a week had never dragged on for so long. Nothing felt the same without him at the construction site, running the project. Saturday morning, Cassie was up early. The Hoedown was being held in an airport hangar, and a lot of work had to be done in order to get the space ready. Several other volunteers arrived to work off their hours by putting up long folding tables and chairs, placing red-and-white checkered plastic tablecloths across the tables, and then setting the tables, lining each place setting up perfectly. To the front of the hangar was a mechanical bull quartered off with stacks of hay. In the middle of the room were tables displaying — Debbie Macomber

Ibrahim's eyes darkened with an emotion Mark was unable to read. "I won't leave you; no, my friend, it is not possible." "Go," Mark whispered again from between his parched lips. "Get your family to safety. I'm too weak." "You will make it," Ibrahim insisted. "I give you my strength. Shatha gives you her strength, too. We go as one. What is it you Americans say? No man left behind. I more American now than Iraqi. I not leave you behind. What you say - no way? I say no way I leave you." Mark — Debbie Macomber

When Addie had signed up for this course she'd been determined to do whatever it took to get through with a passing grade. She hadn't expected to enjoy it or even learn from it. Yet the novel they were studying was filled with life lessons that seemed to apply directly to her. — Debbie Macomber

Parents love their children. We might not always approve of the things you do, we might not like your friends, and cringe at some of the choices you make, but that doesn't change our love. — Debbie Macomber

I love to knit. There's a comfort to it that I can't entirely explain. The repetition of weaving the yarn around the needle and then forming a stitch creates a sense of purpose, of achievement, of progress. When your entire world is unraveling, you tend to crave order and I found it in knitting. — Debbie Macomber

Your favorite author? This was an important question. I'd dated men who had never read a book. Reading was a passion of mine and I couldn't imagine being involved with someone who didn't understand the importance of books and stories. — Debbie Macomber

She said interruptions were simply God's appointments. — Debbie Macomber

Handsome couple. "In other words, we clean up well," Kent joked. "Indeed, you do," I said, and was pleased to know my voice had found itself again. — Debbie Macomber

Some marriages are made in heaven, but they all have to be maintained on earth. Mrs Miracle — Debbie Macomber

I was looking forward to my visit to the library. I've always been a big reader and thought I might eventually volunteer as a Friend of the Library. — Debbie Macomber

The grass wasn't greener on the other side of the fence; it was greener where it was watered. — Debbie Macomber

order to be seen. — Debbie Macomber

Love doesn't die. — Debbie Macomber

Don't worry about me talking," he said. "I have a living to make. You know in Africa no woman ever misses her lion and no white man ever bolts." "I bolted like a rabbit," Macomber said. Now what in hell were you going to do about a man who talked like that, Wilson wondered. — Ernest Hemingway,

But although she was with family and friends, she'd never felt more alone. She felt as if she'd lost a vital part of herself and she had - her heart. — Debbie Macomber

Love means more to me than being sexually compatible. It means being an important part of your life as you'll be in mine. It means encouraging you to be everything you've ever wanted to be, sharing in your triumphs and comforting you in your failures. It means giving you the courage to try again. That's what love is all about. — Debbie Macomber

perhaps, in giving of myself, I would find the joy Paul had promised. And maybe, given time, it would be possible for me to find my way back to life. — Debbie Macomber

As if this was more than she could imagine, Amiee asked, "What about a stove with more than two burners and an oven that actually works?" "All yours," Steve assured her. — Debbie Macomber

If the grass is greener on the other side of the fence, you can bet the water bill is higher. — Debbie Macomber

movie channel, silently chastising — Debbie Macomber

Parked his taxi. Lily tried to talk to him twice on the — Debbie Macomber

All right, why the glum face now? I get that you messed up, but you need to pick yourself up and move on. — Debbie Macomber

Life - and that of her child. — Debbie Macomber

I'm an optimist and my heroines seem to be that way, too. It's too much work to be cynical and distrusting. That doesn't mean I create perfect stories and perfect people, however. What this means is that my stories are resolved in a manner that leaves the reader with a feeling of hope and happy expectation ... and wanting to reach for another one of my books. — Debbie Macomber

I'm a yarnaholic. That means I have more yarn stashed away than any one person could possibly use in three or four lifetimes. There's something inspiring about yarn that makes me feel I could never have enough. — Debbie Macomber

days aboard his sailboat, doing — Debbie Macomber

Watching a complex stitch pattern grow as I knit silences the voice in my head that tells me to sweep the floor. I imagine dust bunnies are knitting themselves together under my chair. — Debbie Macomber

Remember the time Pamela stuffed a bead up her nose and we had to take her to the emergency room to get it out? That bead cost us a fortune. — Debbie Macomber

What upset her most was the cold-blooded way he'd dismissed her from his life. It seemed so easy for him, so ... simple. She was gone for him, as if she meant nothing. That hurt, and it didn't stop hurting. — Debbie Macomber

Prim and proper, a cat woman ... Hmm, I was left to wonder. Possibly a librarian in her late forties or early fifties. In town for a special occasion? It certainly left me to ponder her story. — Debbie Macomber

We have to use the experience. We can become either bitter or better. — Debbie Macomber

Harry was on a God-given mission - a trial mission that was the opportunity of an eternity and one he hoped would become a permanent job if he performed well. — Debbie Macomber

Live. Do whatever possible to stay alive. I'll be waiting. Praying, faithful. Just live. - Jo Marie Rose, Silver Linings — Debbie Macomber

Romance focuses on emotions and on relationships, both of which are fundamentally important to women. — Debbie Macomber

Why not? For your information I'm hoping it doesn't last more than a month or two myself.?
His words stung as sharply as a slap across the face.
Maybe by that time you'll be miserable enough to be willing to marry me- — Debbie Macomber

You're acting like a little kid, Carrie said, slapping — Debbie Macomber

We're each our own person, we live our own lives, make our own mistakes, learn from them and move forward. — Debbie Macomber

Cultivating the habit of good deeds will not only affect those around us, it will improve our own emotional well being. — Debbie Macomber

The best way to get even is to forget. — Debbie Macomber

I'm dyslexic, although they didn't have a word for it when I was in grade school. The teachers said I had 'word blindness.' — Debbie Macomber

Humans tend to build walls when they should be opening doors. — Debbie Macomber

I love the way knitting brings people together. — Debbie Macomber

It was the sad you get when your dreams are almost there ... and then they're obliterated. — Debbie Macomber

I generally read every night befi=ore I fall asleep: Brad does too. I find it comforting to lie beside my husband, each of us with a book in our hands. I see it as a period of calm and intimacy, and as the perfect metaphor-together, yet individual-for our marriage. — Debbie Macomber

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Grandpa Patterson used to say: Never approach a bull from the front, a horse from the rear or a fool from any direction. — Debbie Macomber

I am a big popcorn fanatic. I love popcorn. In fact one year for my birthday, my husband bought me one of those big popcorn machines like they have in movie theaters. — Debbie Macomber

Addie had always considered the holidays an extra-special time of year. Magic hung in the air, and people were gentler, kinder to one another. Differences were set aside, friendships deepened, and people in general were more charitable and happier. — Debbie Macomber

Little did the old man know how much God liked to talk to His children, how He longed to listen to them. — Debbie Macomber

We all make mistakes. Big and small. But you don't have to let them define you forever. — Debbie Macomber

Don't be a quitter.
Try harder.
Don't be so picky.
Be willing to start at the bottom.
Prove yourself. — Debbie Macomber

By the time they arrived, the snow was coming down fast ...
"It's beautiful," she said, pausing outside the door. She thrust out her hands and let the snow land on her palms.
"Yes, yes ... " Reid seemed in a mighty big hurry to get her inside.
"How long did you say the storm would last?" she asked, thinking it would be so beautiful. The snow
not being trapped with Reid Jamison.
Reid hesitated. "Longer than either of us is going to like," he muttered, looking miserable.
Jenna was afraid of that. — Debbie Macomber

My greatest strength as a writer is that I'm a storyteller. But, it was a long, hard struggle for me to make the transition from verbally telling stories to writing them. You'll note I don't dwell on descriptions in my writing, because I'm far more interested in telling the story. There are many better writers in this world, but you'd be hard pressed to find anyone more passionate about stories than I am. — Debbie Macomber

Kindness is something that should always be passed on. — Debbie Macomber

Humans, as attractive and awesomely created as they are, tend to believe that events occur in their lives randomly, with little or no meaning. They often overlook the obvious, that God is in control. — Debbie Macomber

He left the building, fury propelling his steps, and got into his car. Feeling the way he did just then, Ian realized he shouldn't be driving, but he wasn't about to sit outside this apartment. Not when Cecilia might think he sat there pining for her. He revved the engine and threw the transmission into drive. The tires squealed as he sped off, burning rubber. He hadn't gone more than a quarter mile when he saw the red-and-blue lights of a sheriff's car flashing behind him. — Debbie Macomber

I've always been a creative speller and never achieved good grades in school. I graduated from high school but didn't have the opportunity to attend college, so I did what young women my age did at the time - I married. — Debbie Macomber

It's the good girls who keep the diaries; the bad girls never have the time." - Tallulah Bankhead — Debbie Macomber

Here's where the real power of generosity comes in. Often, the more we give, the more we receive. — Debbie Macomber

Feed your faith and your doubts will starve to death. — Debbie Macomber

For the first time since I arrived, it struck me how truly alone I was. — Debbie Macomber

Be an encourager. Scatter sunshine. Who knows whose life you might touch with something as simple as a kind word. — Debbie Macomber

It was time to face those fears head-on and quit flirting with thoughts of failure. — Debbie Macomber

As far as she could tell, basketball involved a herd of impossibly tall men racing up and down a polished wooden floor, passing a ball back and forth until one of them forged ahead to the basket to try to score. It seemed that whenever the contest became interesting, the referees would blow their whistles and everything would come to a grinding halt. She couldn't understand why the referees chose to wear zebra-striped shirts, either, since it wasn't likely anyone would confuse the short, balding men with the players. — Debbie Macomber

You can't live a perfect day without doing something for someone who will never be able to repay you. — Debbie Macomber

In my books and in romance as a genre, there is a positive, uplifting feeling that leaves the reader with a sense of encouragement and hope for a brighter future - or a brighter present. — Debbie Macomber

A woman who would make his dreams hers and allow him to be part of hers. One who was kind and gentle. Loving and tender. Sensible. — Debbie Macomber

We should lean into the pain, instead of running away from it. — Debbie Macomber

Readers have actually changed the way I've done things, changed the course of my career even, about four or five times. Just from reader feedback. — Debbie Macomber

Pete's a good guy."
"He just slept with my mother!"
"I didn't say he was perfect. — Debbie Macomber

My office walls are covered with autographs of famous writers - it's what my children call my 'dead author wall.' I have signatures from Mark Twain, Earnest Hemingway, Jack London, Harriett Beecher Stowe, Pearl Buck, Charles Dickens, Rudyard Kipling, Alfred, Lord Tennyson, to name a few. — Debbie Macomber

Women can't tell east from west, so you use these ridiculous ways of getting from one place to another." "Ridiculous means? What exactly are you talking about?" "If you must know, a woman gives instructions to take a right at the beauty parlor on Main Street, and a man will tell you to head east." "It's the same thing, isn't it?" "No, it isn't," Kyle argued. "Men don't notice things like beauty parlors or red mailboxes. — Debbie Macomber

This had to be Finn Dalton's mother. It simply had to be. From the moment Nash had given Carrie what seemed like the impossible assignment of interviewing Finn, she'd looked for out-of-the-box ways to locate him. Her mother's mention of work on the Alaskan pipeline and that many of those employed came from Washington State had led to a breakthrough. At least she hoped so. The search led Carrie to the birth record for a Finnegan Paul Dalton, not in Alaska but in her own birth state of Washington. That record revealed his mother's name - Joan Finnegan Dalton - which then led to a divorce decree, along with a license for a second marriage several years later. Tax records indicated that Joan, whose married name was now Reese, continued to reside in Washington State. Her hope was that Joan Dalton Reese would be willing to help Carrie find Finn. — Debbie Macomber

Scotty leaned across the table and whispered in a voice Travis wasn't supposed to have heard but did. "We've got to do something quick before Uncle Travis poisons us — Debbie Macomber

It was unnerving. She'd looked at him and had the uncontrollable urge to weep. Thus far she'd managed to control her emotions. Thank God. She didn't even want to imagine what he would think of her if she started weeping for absolutely no reason. — Debbie Macomber