1,199 Quotes About Historical-fiction

I may not be the champion of Ashdod anymore, but I would not go down without a fight.

Long ago he'd chosen me as his son, offered me a home and love and protection just like one of his children, but today I chose him as a father. It did not matter that Philistine blood ran in my veins. I was now and for always his child.

I sank into the water until every part of me was submerged, and then rose again. I stretched my palms upward as I did so, asking that Yahweh would take the hands that had done so much damage and consecrate them, vowing that never again would they be lifted in anger or violence, only in defense of those who could not defend themselves.

He knew the way she liked her coffee, her favorite flowers--pink roses--and the meaning of countless things, like the way she straightened up to her full height and raised her left eyebrow when she was holding back on something she wanted to say.

A sideways rain quickly soaked the pair asthey made their way across the street toward asmall diner. Inside, the smell of coffee permeatedthe air and Benny Goodman’s band could beheard from a radio in the corner.

The homily that day was on asking God forguidance and wisdom when making decisions.What if she prayed about her questions? Couldshe still trust God if his answers were differentfrom what she wanted?

It was a riveting battle..., although one where clotted cream, jam and scones were the weapons instead of the usual weapons instead of pistols, swords and knives.

I've never met anyone as kind as you are, except me Mum, o' course." --Benjamin Trimmel to Lady Alexandra.

If I wanted to shoot someone’s face, they’d know it.