Cindy K. Sproles > Quotes

“with babies. “I know”
― Cindy K. Sproles, Mercy's Rain: An Appalachian Novel

“Look a yonder at that eagle. This here is why I’m grateful. The good Lord feeds my soul. He mounts me up on wings like that there eagle, and He sets me to soar through the mornin on the breath of the day.” She sighed. “Ain’t it beautiful?”
― Cindy K. Sproles, Liar's Winter: An Appalachian Novel

“Ain't nothing better than risin' with the good Lord every day. A body has to stand and take in the blessin' of the day. Say a little prayer. Be grateful for a moment.”
― Cindy K. Sproles, Liar's Winter: An Appalachian Novel

“Life ain't easy in these mountains. When the messes happen, you swallow the ache and do what has to be done.”
― Cindy K. Sproles, What Momma Left Behind

“There was a peace about the quiet here, a lovely peace, but it seemed to come with a price. Hardship. Loneliness.”
― Cindy K. Sproles, This Is Where It Ends

“If you're ever out at night, Nerva, and you get yourself turned around, just look up," he said. "Find that North Star, and you'll find your way ever time. Remember the star ain't in the Big Dipper. It's in the little one.”
― Cindy K. Sproles, This Is Where It Ends

“Good Lord likes it when you wanna be left alone.’ Pastor Jess gently squeezed my shoulder.
‘Why’s that?’
‘He likes bustin in on your heart when you’re alone and cleanin out the muck when you’re alone. Besides, folks listen better then.”
― Cindy K. Sproles, What Momma Left Behind

“I imagine the river began with tears. The tears cried for mankind when they first sinned. God Almighty dragged His toe across the earth He’d formed and left a gulley that needed to be filled. He sat atop that mountain and looked over His creation knowing what lay ahead. He’d have to send His own Son. Make His own sacrifice in order to give us salvation. Then God being God did what was necessary to save us from ourselves. Something important to bring us back into His arms. I figure through it all, He must have cried Hisself a river … a river of mercy filled by the redeeming blood of His own child.” That was it. The answer I’d searched for all along. I’d carried it with me the whole time, tied deep in the meaning of my name, buried in the song of the river. Mercy. It was all about mercy. Redemption”
― Cindy K. Sproles, Mercy's Rain: An Appalachian Novel

“He maketh me to lie down in green pastures. He leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul. I found it strange that the good Lord’s words was so true. Here I was, layin down under his green pastures, and right beside the gentle ripplin water of the Indian River. I held on to the good Lord’s words and, oddly enough, I stopped chillin. I guessed they was such good words that they warmed my heart.”
― Cindy K. Sproles, Liar's Winter: An Appalachian Novel

“Blood doesn't make a relationship. Kindness, caring, love makes a family. You don't have to be blood to be the perfect fit.”
― Cindy K. Sproles, This Is Where It Ends

“Truth sometimes hurts. It hurts when our eyes get opened and we find things we ain’t bargained for. But in the long run, the truth brings the greater reward. The truth always sets a body free.”
― Cindy K. Sproles, Liar's Winter: An Appalachian Novel

“Right then, I understood that the things that happened in the past was not who I was. They helped to etch notches in me, like Daddy when he whittled on a stick, but them things wasn’t who I was. What would make me, shape me, grow me, would be the decisions I’d make from here on out. Them things was up to me. One more time, things pointed to trust.”
― Cindy K. Sproles, What Momma Left Behind