Not a Sparrow Falls Quotes

“Mary means bitter, sorrowful.”
― Linda Nichols, Not a Sparrow Falls

“After a moment he looked up to meet her eyes, but instead of the matter-of-fact resolution he expected to see, or perhaps the detached decision, he was met with yearning—pure, raw, and undisguised. And that look had the same effect on him as a call to battle, the sound of a ram’s horn being blown, the early morning whine of the bagpipe rousing the sleeping soldier. And whatever else was unclear, one thing became perfectly obvious. He could not lose her. He moved into the chaos without considering at all, and as he opened his mouth, the words that spilled out bore no resemblance to the eloquent speech he’d practiced.”
― Linda Nichols, Not a Sparrow Falls

“I’ve done terrible things.” “Don’t make no difference. You can’t out-sin the cross.”
― Linda Nichols, Not a Sparrow Falls

“If you feel sad, tell your daddy. Tell Aunt Lorna. Turn around and look the sadness in the eye, and it won’t get the best of you. Everybody feels sad,” Bridie finished. “There’s nothing there to be afraid of. It’s running from things that gives them strength.”
― Linda Nichols, Not a Sparrow Falls

“Wouldn’t the world be a better place if people could be thrown into a pot and mixed together?”
― Linda Nichols, Not a Sparrow Falls

“She would sit there and play by herself, think and read, and talk to Jesus as if He were stretched out beside her on the bed of pine needles, hands pillowing His head, listening.”
― Linda Nichols, Not a Sparrow Falls

“Love with all your heart, Mary, but don’t look to anybody but the Lord to fill up your empty spots. There’s never been a man born of woman who can do that, and I don’t care if he’s the finest thing since store-bought pickles.”
― Linda Nichols, Not a Sparrow Falls

“She gave him a slight smile. “You look like you’d have to get better to die.”
― Linda Nichols, Not a Sparrow Falls

“It was true what was said of illness, that it made the world end at the foot of your bed.”
― Linda Nichols, Not a Sparrow Falls

“How has Alasdair done with it all?” Bridie asked boldly, feeling her cheeks heat. Lorna answered without looking up from the road. “Sometimes,” she said, her voice quiet, “I’m not sure he even knows Anna’s gone.”
― Linda Nichols, Not a Sparrow Falls