“Blenkinsop sighed. "As usual, those of you who can think of better ways to win the war are invited to write directly to Mr. Winston Churchill, number 10 Downing Street, London South-West-One. Now, are there any questions, as opposed to… — Ken Follett Copy Share Image
“There was much talk about why the prime minister had brought back such a troublesome and unpredictable colleague, and the consensus was that he preferred to have Churchill inside the tent spitting out.” — Ken Follett Copy Share Image
“A child will always be what he is, she thought, and not what you want him to be.” — Ken Follett Copy Share
“The extra line or two around her eyes only made them more fascinating; the touch of silver in her hair enhanced the blackness of… — Ken Follett Copy Share
“You're the one who doesn't understand," Lev said. "In America, I have my own car. There's more food than you can eat, all the… — Ken Follett Copy Share
“They did not suspect her for a moment. It did not occur to them that a woman could be dangerous. How foolish they were.… — Ken Follett Copy Share
“Remember our story. You’re going to visit a cousin who has just started to farm in North Carolina. You’re taking gifts.” “Even though we’re… — Ken Follett Copy Share
“And here's my advice to you. If you get the chance of the mad kind of love, grab it with both hands, and to… — Ken Follett Copy Share
“Two blades clashed, ringing like a bell. Like all small boys, Philip thought his father was invincible; and this was the moment when he… — Ken Follett Copy Share
“It had been a morning of vivid images: the man-made streams, the rats in the butchers’ shops, the stacks of new-minted silver pennies, and… — Ken Follett Copy Share
“tickets and lifts begged on carts, but Grigori was mesmerized by her face as she talked. Once again Lev listened with rapt attention, making… — Ken Follett Copy Share
“A man who has no fear can do anything he wants, Feliks thought. He had learned that lesson eleven years ago, in a railway… — Ken Follett Copy Share
“Alison was relieved: she would have hated to see Mary lose her dignity as well as her life. “Follow me,” said the sheriff. Mary… — Ken Follett Copy Share
“Jack was too absorbed in his work to hear the bell. He was mesmerized by the challenge of making soft, round shapes of hard… — Ken Follett Copy Share
“might spook Harald and cause him to flee. She had to visit in person. This would be even more risky. Morlunde was a town,… — Ken Follett Copy Share
