“I know my husband. He died with God's name on his lips if anybody's. He always loved his work more than me."… — Brenda Rickman Vantrease Copy Share Image
“I think your husband has that something about him that defines honor very narrowly. I fear he is the stuff of which… — Brenda Rickman Vantrease Copy Share Image
“He is a good man, and I don't like Thomas More and his band of heretic hunters. A man should have a right to… — Brenda Rickman Vantrease Copy Share Image
“We are more than pawns, Kate. We are free to make our own choices. Kings and bishops shall not forever determine the fate of… — Brenda Rickman Vantrease Copy Share Image
“God had saved him from the fish cellar and that could only mean one thing. He had more work to do. (John Frith, p.64)” — Brenda Rickman Vantrease Copy Share Image
“I know my husband. He died with God's name on his lips if anybody's. He always loved his work more than me." (Kate) "Then… — Brenda Rickman Vantrease Copy Share Image
“She is happy, Kate thought. Even in her circumstance, she is happy. Kate almost envied the wounded woman that contentment. Was that what suffering… — Brenda Rickman Vantrease Copy Share Image
“But with all their mocking they had only hardened his resolve. And the odd thing was, they took a perverse pleasure in it, as… — Brenda Rickman Vantrease Copy Share Image
“I think your husband has that something about him that defines honor very narrowly. I fear he is the stuff of which martyrs are… — Brenda Rickman Vantrease Copy Share Image
“He could not go to God with hatred in his heart. "Blessed are they that mourn, for they shall be comforted." Even he was… — Brenda Rickman Vantrease Copy Share Image
“You said we would go on a sea quest. What are we questing for? Why, fair winds, my pretty Kate, fair winds and wine-dark… — Brenda Rickman Vantrease Copy Share Image
“I see you have prepared the chessboard." He grinned a devilish grin. "I thought we could play for it. I win, you marry me.… — Brenda Rickman Vantrease Copy Share Image
“He was alone and shackled by his neck to the wall. And he had no hope. How did a man live without hope? [You… — Brenda Rickman Vantrease Copy Share Image
