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The Innkeeper's Daughter (The Bow Street Runners #2) QUOTES

The Innkeeper's Daughter (The Bow Street Runners #2) QUOTES

1 " It's hard to believe now, Johanna, but love gets easier once the heart is broken. It's a casting away of the shell. Of course it hurts. It's meant to. But broken things are always the beginning of better things. A plant could not grow without first the ground being broken. The most plentiful yields come from a field ravaged by a plow. "

― Michelle Griep , The Innkeeper's Daughter (The Bow Street Runners #2)

2 " Are you under the impression that what you have or have not done is what gives you worth? Because that is nothing but a vile lie. God stamps His value on everyone—on you-- by virtue of His grace. ~ Alex to Johanna~ "

― Michelle Griep , The Innkeeper's Daughter (The Bow Street Runners #2)

3 " There is nothing more--nor less-- than trusting in God. Therein surrender, and you will find rest. "

― Michelle Griep , The Innkeeper's Daughter (The Bow Street Runners #2)

4 " sidestepped "

― Michelle Griep , The Innkeeper's Daughter (The Bow Street Runners #2)

5 " She picked more furiously. It was hard to sit here awaiting Mr. Spurge with their shortfall when the full amount was waiting in an unoccupied guest room at the Rose. Mam reached over and laid her hand atop hers, quelling such industry. Tap, tap. The incessant rhythm crawled beneath her skin, and she shifted on her chair, pressing her lips shut. It wouldn’t do any good to say anything. "

― Michelle Griep , The Innkeeper's Daughter (The Bow Street Runners #2)

6 " The easiest way to manage a difficulty is to think before "

― Michelle Griep , The Innkeeper's Daughter (The Bow Street Runners #2)

7 " ear-shattering "

― Michelle Griep , The Innkeeper's Daughter (The Bow Street Runners #2)

8 " she yet heard in her dreams. Though it’d been little over a week, it seemed like forever ago when she’d been trapped inside the hold of that ship, an eternity since Alex’s arms held her protected—and far too long since he’d kissed her. He said he’d come for her. But when? Oh, that it would be today. Staring at the front door, she willed a full-shouldered, tawny-headed man to cross the threshold Tap, tap. Pulling her gaze away, she picked at a thread on the hem of her sleeve, trying to push the thing back into the fabric with her nail. A futile endeavor, "

― Michelle Griep , The Innkeeper's Daughter (The Bow Street Runners #2)