“They chanted the psalms and praises, and as always the rhythm fastened itself to his heartbeat. It seemed unfair that the prayers could affect him this way, against his will; that he could scoff at the sentiments, yet find himself… — Helene Wecker Copy Share Image
“Oh, nothing. Only you really did help them, you know.” “Who?” “All the men who’ve come through this House. You helped them find their… — Helene Wecker Copy Share Image
“After that, the Jinni was rarely without tobacco and rolling papers. He appreciated the taste of the tobacco, and the warmth of the smoke… — Helene Wecker Copy Share Image
“These were the world’s first people. Everything they did, every action and decision, was entirely new, without precedent. They had no larger society to… — Helene Wecker Copy Share Image
“A man might desire something for a moment, while a larger part of him rejects it. You'll need to learn to judge people by… — Helene Wecker Copy Share Image
“I trust you above all others", he told her. "Above myself". She shook her head, but then leaned into him, as though taking shelter.… — Helene Wecker Copy Share Image
“On a cloudless night, ink dark, with only a rind of a moon above, the Golem and the Jinni went walking together” — Helene Wecker Copy Share Image
“The human body is like a piece of fabric. No matter how well one cares for it, it frays as it ages.” — Helene Wecker Copy Share Image
“...A mule kicked him in the head." She paused, and then said, "I always wondered if he provoked it. Deliberately." Radzin snorted. "Suicide by… — Helene Wecker Copy Share Image
“Now that the book is out in the world, I’m amazed all over again at what my friend did for me in prompting me… — Helene Wecker Copy Share Image
“As always, Arbeely’s heart squeezed at the sight of her, a not unpleasant ache, as if to say, Ah well. Like many of the… — Helene Wecker Copy Share Image
“A good healer can’t pick and choose. If he can help, then he must.” — Helene Wecker Copy Share Image
“It occurred to him to say the viddui, the prayer before death. He struggled to remember it. Blessed are You, who has bestowed me… — Helene Wecker Copy Share Image
