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“They’d become part of the earth. Part of the people. Part of the story they’d all tell. The yesterday whose tides would carve tomorrow.”
― Roseanna M. White, Yesterday's Tides

“That's something every islander knows--there's always going to be another hurricane. Another storm. Everything buried will surface again, and everything you thought would last forever will come down eventually. But you rebuild. You dredge. You keep moving, keep adding new. That's how we go on living.”
― Roseanna M. White, Yesterday's Tides

“Maybe there never was a winning team, not really. Not when war was tanks and guns and trenches instead of laughter and innocence.”
― Roseanna M. White, Yesterday's Tides

“Patience. That's what this glass and silver and shell had taught her over the years. Patience was what wore old broken bottles into bits of color and light. Patience what created those shells, wore them away again, tossed them onto the shore.... And patience had rewarded her here too.”
― Roseanna M. White, Yesterday's Tides

“It could mean the end of everything. Everything. No more yesterdays remembered. No more todays walked through with determination. No more tomorrows to forge into something new.”
― Roseanna M. White, Yesterday's Tides

“She'd lived a lot of years on this tiny little island, a dot in the Atlantic. Home to pirates, home to ships' captains, home to innkeepers and fishermen and Coasties. Home to generations of stubborn people determined to stand, though the sands may shift. To thrive, though the waters may rise. To go on living, though the storms may rage.”
― Roseanna M. White, Yesterday's Tides

“She needed months, years, decades, centuries--or at the very least, however much of those God granted them. Together, though. Only, always together. Never apart again, they'd sworn that first night as they cried together over years and milestones lost, as they kissed away the thought of all those lonely days and nights, as they loved away the emptiness.”
― Roseanna M. White, Yesterday's Tides

“Just as Rem stood now by her side, never truly gone, so too would this wreck of a forest reclaim life. God had created it that way--to rebound from any ruin that man could wreak. To grow again. Thrive again. Cover over the scars with new life. That was what God's creation did, plant and animal and man.”
― Roseanna M. White, Yesterday's Tides