“That lame man you saw-- is he grateful now? Is it worth it to get on his feet and spend the rest of his life dragging burdens like a mule? . . . It's not much of a world, is it? Is it worth trying to bring Leah back into it?" Thacia stood still in the road. "Oh, Daniel-- yes!… — Elizabeth George Speare Copy Share
“Daniel, he said. I would have you follow me. Master!…I will fight for you to the end!. My loyal friend, he said, I would ask something much harder than that. Would you love for me to the end? ...I don't understand, he said again, You tell people about the kingdom. Are we not to fight for it? The kingdom is… — Elizabeth George Speare Copy Share
“When I take you on board the Witch, it's going to be for keeps.” — Elizabeth George Speare Copy Share Image
“Haven't you ever wondered,' he attempted, 'what good it is for them to be healed, those people that Jesus cures? They're happy at first. But what happens to them after that? What does the blind an think, when he has wanted for years to see, and then looks at his wife in rags and his children covered in sores? That… — Elizabeth George Speare Copy Share
“The one small room the house contained was scoured as a seashell. There was a table, a chest, a bedstead with a faded quilt,… — Elizabeth George Speare Copy Share Image
The impression of strength came from an extraordinary vitality that seemed to pulse in the very air around him — Elizabeth George Speare Copy Share Image
“The girl looked about her. “’ Tis a pretty room,” she said without thinking, and then wondered how that could be, when it was… — Elizabeth George Speare Copy Share Image
“Have you noticed her name?" Kit leaned sideways to see the letters painted jauntily on the transom. "The WITCH! How did you dare? Does… — Elizabeth George Speare Copy Share Image
Who would guess," he teased, "that I'd ever see you on a rooftop with straw in your hair?" Kit giggled. "Are you saying I've… — Elizabeth George Speare Copy Share Image
“AS THE heavy door shut behind him the cloud gradually lifted from the room. Rachel moved nervously to the table and began to wrap the leftover corn bread in a clean linen napkin. "Before I do another thing," she said, "I must take this to Widow Brown. She's still far too weak to fend for herself. Forgive me for leaving… — Elizabeth George Speare Copy Share
“William seemed to find nothing lacking in those evenings. For him it was enough simply to sit across the room and look at her. It was flattering, she had to admit. The most eligible bachelor in Wethersfield and handsome, actually, in his substantial way. Sometimes, as she sat knitting, aware that William’s eyes were on her face, she felt her… — Elizabeth George Speare Copy Share
