“A blush of breeze rose from the grass. Jacob felt as if an angel's wing had beat against his cheek. He touched his cheek slowly. He felt embarrassed by the thought. "That I should think an angel came to me."… — Noah Benshea Copy Share Image
“During the night, angels stared down through the stars into Jacob's world. They watched him sleep. They commented on the way his body folded… — Noah BenShea Copy Share Image
“A blush of breeze rose from the grass. Jacob felt as if an angel's wing had beat against his cheek. He touched his cheek… — Noah Benshea Copy Share Image
“A miracle is often the willingness to see the common in an uncommon way.” — Noah Benshea Copy Share Image
“I am an old man, and I am dying...Will you remember me, Jacob?" I promise, one day, I will join you, Mr. Gold." Mr.… — Noah Benshea Copy Share Image
“I don't pray because it makes sense to pray. I pray because my life doesn't make sense without prayer.” — Noah Benshea Copy Share Image
“Either the key to a man's wallet is in his heart, or the key to a man's heart is in his wallet. So, unless… — Noah Benshea Copy Share Image
