Quotes from Green: The Beginning and the End

Ted Dekker ·  392 pages

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“What was once obvious to them was no longer quite as obvious. Why was it that humans lost sight of truth so quickly?”
― Ted Dekker, quote from Green: The Beginning and the End


“...I once thought I defeated the evil in my heart. I learned something: We can face our demons, burn them up, stomp them into the ground. I turned mine to ashes. But even if you destroy the evidence of evil, you can't heal your heart. Not by yourself.”
― Ted Dekker, quote from Green: The Beginning and the End


“We become so used to the familiar that we begin to doubt the unfamiliar, until our eyes are opened and we see.”
― Ted Dekker, quote from Green: The Beginning and the End


“And then...
And then Thomas Hunter dreamed, and the world would never be the same.”
― Ted Dekker, quote from Green: The Beginning and the End


“Only a woman could make so much out of so little. Give them a single fact and they'd fashion it into a story before taking a single breath.”
― Ted Dekker, quote from Green: The Beginning and the End



“Everyone wanted to create his own history. There was nothing as powerful as the written word; history had taught them all that much.”
― Ted Dekker, quote from Green: The Beginning and the End


“He plunged beneath the surface and knew that these were Elyon's waters, and his lake had no bottom.”
― Ted Dekker, quote from Green: The Beginning and the End


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Ted Dekker
Born place: in Indonesia
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