47 Quotes by David Ebershoff

Rage is a candle, it will always burn out.

Anywhere the devout gather to worship, there will always be a parade.

Although I cannot prove this scenario, I know it – and isn’t that the ultimate definition of faith? Knowing what we can’t know. Seeing what isn’t there.

Anna’s voice wasn’t a beautiful voice – rough edged and sorrowful, a bit used, somehow male and female at once. Yet it had more vibrancy to it than most Danish voices, which were often thin and white and too pretty to trigger a shiver. Anna’s voice had the heat of the south; it warmed Einar, as if her throat were red with coals.

Faith, I tell them, is a mystery, elusive to many, and never easy to explain.

I write not for sensation, but for Truth. I leave judgement to the hearts of my good Readers everywhere.

I wish I could claim I faced my first day of apostasy with courage and certainty. Yet in truth, I had never felt more afraid.

And wasn’t that the inexhaustible struggle for Greta? Her perpetual need to be alone but always loved, and in love.

Even though she was sitting next to the man, she couldn’t believe he had noticed her. It felt to her as if no one could see her. She hardly felt real.