Grace, like an angel of mercy, makes his voice heard sweet and clear, repeating the story of the cross, the matchless love of Jesus.
— Ellen White
She smelled romantic, if he could claim romance as a scent, like a melting, sweet Alabama summer evening. The fragrance gathered in the hollow place between his heart and ribs.
— Rachel Hauck
My soul experienced a peace so sweet, so deep, it would be impossible to express it.