53 Quotes by Elizabeth George Speare

A sudden joyful hope sprang into Mart’s mind.

The Messiah is not imagination. It’s the truth. It is promised.

THERE WILL BE no Thanksgiving this week,” announced Matthew when he came home at noontime the next day. “It seems we have no authority here in Connecticut to declare our own holidays. His Excellency, the new governor, will declare a Thanksgiving when it pleases him.

He had envied Attean his free, unhampered life in the forest, and the boisterous comradeship in the village.

My boy,” he said quietly, “we have not forgotten. We feel as you do. In his heart every Jew grieves at our captivity. We have need of patriotism like yours. But we have need also of patience. We must not say we cannot endure what God in His judgment has visited upon us.” “But how long – must we endure it for ever?” “God has not spoken His final word. Until He does, it is our part to endure.

I just wish it hadn’t happened four days before Thanksgiving. It’s going to spoil the holiday to have everyone so gloomy.

The man did not even hear her. His eyes had gone straight to Mercy where she sat by the hearth, and her own eyes stared back, enormous in her white face. Then with a hoarse, wordless sigh, John Holbrook stumbled across the room, and went down on his knees with his head in Mercy’s lap.

Was it possible that only love could bend the bow of bronze?