Quotes by : Linda Lael Miller

Justice, of course, was an elusive thing, very subjective in some ways, too often more of a concept than....

Lincoln's heartbeat picked up a little, the way it always did when he rounded that last bend in the road....

She said a silent prayer of gratitude and went to the stove, making as little noise as possible, stirring....

Her fatigue was gone; she felt vital and strong, like a tree coming back to life in the springtime, vibrant....

I love writing Christmas stories, especially of the historical variety.

She wanted to ask about the McCaffreys' children, but the question seemed too personal. Westerners were....

Everybody's heart is like a cup. They stumble from place to place and person to person, trying to get....