The Secret of Pembrooke Park Quotes

“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

“One might open the book idly, but one never knows what treasures one might find.”
― Julie Klassen, The Secret of Pembrooke Park

“Why does anyone write anything? To make known and to be known.”
― Julie Klassen, The Secret of Pembrooke Park

“How pleasant to escape for an hour or two into the company of a treasured friend.”
― Julie Klassen, The Secret of Pembrooke Park

“Next came the drawing room and Abigail stared in surprise. It appeared as though the occupants had just been called away. A tea set sat on the round table, cups encrusted with dry tea. A book lay open over the arm of the sofa. A needlework project, nearly finished, lay trapped under an overturned chair. What had happened here? Why had the family left so abruptly, and why had the rooms been entombed for almost two decades?”
― Julie Klassen, The Secret of Pembrooke Park

“You are so appealing, Miss Foster, every bit as beautiful as your sister—more so, to me—that I almost lost my head. I want nothing more than to let this romantic current sweep us along.”
― Julie Klassen, The Secret of Pembrooke Park

“I am not one for church myself, but I do know that some things are too big for religious niceties to overcome.” Abigail inwardly groaned. Oh, she had made a muddle of it! “I am not talking about religion,” she insisted. “And there is nothing ‘nice’ about God’s Son dying a cruel death to pay for our sins. I am talking about forgiveness and freedom. True new life, whether you ever enter a church building or not.” “Again, I thank you for your concern. And now, if you will excuse me.”
― Julie Klassen, The Secret of Pembrooke Park

“Chapman says we can never pay for the sins of others, let alone our own. That has already been done, once and for all.” How Abigail wished William were there. He would have said it so much better than she could. “God is merciful and ready to forgive,” she continued. “He gives us a new identity in Christ. That is the real second chance you long for.” Abigail shook her head. “I am sorry. I am saying this very poorly, I know. And I don’t mean to give the impression I am a perfect Christian,”
― Julie Klassen, The Secret of Pembrooke Park

“Might the house being opened and occupied be the very trigger to raise the sleeping threat from unconcerned slumber at long last?”
― Julie Klassen, The Secret of Pembrooke Park

“I wish to speak with Mr. Pembrooke, if”
― Julie Klassen, The Secret of Pembrooke Park

“That the clematis are climbing the wall”
― Julie Klassen, The Secret of Pembrooke Park

“forward to feeling”
― Julie Klassen, The Secret of Pembrooke Park

“room below and a bedchamber above.”
― Julie Klassen, The Secret of Pembrooke Park

“She sighed and set the letter aside. Hoping for”
― Julie Klassen, The Secret of Pembrooke Park

“is a balm having your father here with us”
― Julie Klassen, The Secret of Pembrooke Park

“Chapman’s profile came into view, though he”
― Julie Klassen, The Secret of Pembrooke Park

“What a lovely evening,” Abigail said to break the silence.
She felt his gaze on her profile. “Lovely indeed.”
― Julie Klassen, The Secret of Pembrooke Park

“Father, we are grateful that you are our perfect eternal King, sovereign forever, and that you love us and forgive us and adopt us as son and daughter. We are in reality unworthy peasants, but you see us as prince and princess, children of the King, through the sacrifice of your Son, Jesus, our savior and deliverer, and it is in His name we pray. Amen.”
― Julie Klassen, The Secret of Pembrooke Park

“A hooded figure floated down the last few stairs. Stunned, she blinked. But when she looked again, the stairs were empty. She had probably only imagined the dark apparition. With a shiver, she decided that was the last time she would read gothic fiction. It was back to architecture books for her.”
― Julie Klassen, The Secret of Pembrooke Park

“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.” He cocked his head to one side, allowing his gaze to roam her lovely face. “You value practicality, I take it, Miss Foster?” “Yes, I do.” She drew herself up. “Speaking of which, perhaps I ought to get back to the house and let you return to yours. I am certain you must be tired after services.” “A little weary, yes. But nothing a quick nap can’t fix.” He turned and gestured for her to lead the way”
― Julie Klassen, The Secret of Pembrooke Park

“Impractical, maybe. Difficult, yes. But what a beautiful way to live.”
― Julie Klassen, The Secret of Pembrooke Park

“Is she good company, able to laugh at herself, or a witty conversationalist? Has she any intelligence in her pretty head?'
'Yes, definitely. All of the above,' Abigail replied. 'And she has read Pride and Prejudice three times, Sense and Sensibility twice, and Mansfield Park only once.'
The woman's eyes glinted with wry humor. 'That is in her favor, indeed. I can tell you are an excellent judge of character, Miss Foster.”
― Julie Klassen, The Secret of Pembrooke Park