Historical Fiction Quotes
Vera had also hated lipstick, Marzipan and Lutherans - excluding her husband, but not her late mother-in-law. Most of all she hated being governed by anyone or anything.
I understand, gentlemen, ” John Kennedy said. “If you find that life it’s not easy, let me tell you, death is worse.
The only reason I'd lift my skirt is to pull a pistol and plug you in the head.
It was easy to imagine the beginning of time here, but also, perhaps, its end.
I will not stand by and let any man believe his death is an act of one of the gods. They don't deserve the credit. This is just nature, a side effect of mortality - H
To those of you who have lost your way, may my story serve as a reminder that life is a journey. The lessons we learn along the way are not for our sake alone. We are obligated to share them
It seemed ironic to her that women were considered far too meek for the morbidity of war, and yet a child could give their life in a battle they did not even understand.
There is no law that gods must be fair, Achilles, ” Chiron said. “And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone. Do you think?
He threw his burning cigarette onto our clean living room floor and ground it into the wood with his boot.We were about to become cigarettes.
Roger speaking to Brianna: It's too important. You don't forget having a dad."You do remember your father?"No. I remember yours.
Fairy tales only happen in movies." -George Meliesfrom The Invention of Hugo Cabret
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I was born to be your rival, ' she [Anne] said simply. 'And you mine. We're sisters, aren't we?
The reader may ask how to tell fact from fiction. A rough guide: anything that seems particularly unlikely is probably true.
I want you forever. I will always be with you. I will always love you. I will love, honor, and cherish you for all eternity.
(The golden goose has died, my prince turned into a frog, the Kingdom is lost, everyone has turned into stone and I am locked in the tower)
I have come to think that's where Heaven is, a place in the memories of other where our best selves live
He could never be anything more than what he was: the inheritor of weakness and unbridled emotion, a creature possessed by the past, and carrying its curse forever into the future--
No life form on this planet undergoes such a slow and graceful death as the tobacco leaf.
Next time -- we will roll out the red carpet for you in the United States of Arabia, my brethren!
Both slaves had been oiled until their flesh shined like polished ebony, outlining every detail of their muscles.
And unbidden, floating into consciousness came the truth of his utter wretchedness. Even the very earth seemed to cry out in pain. Hodburn Wood
Exile might satisfy the anger of the living, but it did not appease the dead.
Christ's father let him die on that cross. I understand why he done it. But Christ never had no granny like me.
Readers will be swept up by the drama and fast pace of this powerful debut novel.” Reading Today Online, International Reading Association
Now the day has ended, its brief excitements already an imperfect memory.
I cannot tell you how exciting it is when you first see your book in paperback, then when the good reviews roll in it is just the red bow on the present under the tree.
An Underground Railroad story with a distinctive flavor. –Booklist
A gripping historical novel . . . heart-stopping, heart-racing and eventually heart-easing.–Library Voice
Very different from other middle grade of YA stories I've read about slaves running during the 1800s. – Wandering Librarian
If I had two breaths left inme, one first one I would use to tell you I miss you, and the second that I love you.
Jewish history is never simply about the Jews, but always about their relationship with the rest of society.
Did I behave myself tonight, Ross?’ she asked. ‘Did I behave as Mrs Poldark should behave?’‘You misbehaved monstrously, ’ he said, ‘and were a triumph.
If I had two breaths left in me, the first one I would use to tell you I miss you, and the second that I love you.
Cease, daughter!" said the priest at last in a trembling voice. "I cannot grant absolution, no priest could...
He grieved too, Klara said, for the loss of a certain idea of himself.
Nicholas met with him earlier about some lumber deal and sent him here for lunch. He's evidently new in town and was wondering where to get something good to eat.
Margaret looked at the ring on her finger. "Gran gave me this before we boarded the ship. It's the most special thing in the world to me. I'll never take it off, Hanna. No matter how hungry I am.
