Quotes from Love's Reckoning

“Tears glinted in her eyes. "I want no secrets between us, Silas."

"No secrets," he echoed, his mouth near the gentle curve of her ear. "Then you should know I can hardly breathe for thinking of you. You're the most maddening lass I've ever known, and every day without you near is an agony to me." Taking her face between his hands, he moved to kiss her, but the sound of approaching horses gave him pause.”
― Laura Frantz, quote from Love's Reckoning

“That she was thirsty for heavenly things, there could be no doubt.”
― Laura Frantz, quote from Love's Reckoning

“I'd rather wear out than rust out," he'd once said years before, echoing the words of the evangelist George Whitefield.”
― Laura Frantz, quote from Love's Reckoning

“Books, like friends, should be few and well-chosen. Samuel Johnson”
― Laura Frantz, quote from Love's Reckoning

“Gardening is the purest human pleasure. Francis Bacon”
― Laura Frantz, quote from Love's Reckoning

“His fiddle weeps, she thought, yet it wooed her with its sweetness, warm as a lover’s touch.”
― Laura Frantz, quote from Love's Reckoning

“She’d already memorized the short Psalm and was hungry for more. Indeed, each word seemed woven into her soul the way the weaver wove his wares, taking the barest threads of her faith and making something beautiful and enduring as fine cloth deep inside her.”
― Laura Frantz, quote from Love's Reckoning

“Let honesty be as the breath of thy soul. Benjamin Franklin”
― Laura Frantz, quote from Love's Reckoning

“Christ's kingdom has no frontier, ye ken.”
― Laura Frantz, quote from Love's Reckoning

“Haste and panic were poor traveling companions, and this trip he'd reaped the consequences in spades.”
― Laura Frantz, quote from Love's Reckoning

“Distance lends enchantment to the view. English proverb”
― Laura Frantz, quote from Love's Reckoning

“Are there any churches in the wilderness?” “Aye, the one I’ll build you.” His gaze held hers thoughtfully. “Christ’s kingdom has no frontier, ye ken.”
― Laura Frantz, quote from Love's Reckoning

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“That settles it,” said Mr. Trapwood. “We’re going back to the pension. We’re going to pack. We’re going to be on the Bishop first thing tomorrow. Sir Aubrey will have to send someone else out. Nothing is worth another day in this hellhole.”
Mr. Low did not answer. He had caught a fever and was lying in the bottom of a large canoe owned by the Brothers of the São Gabriel Mission, who had arranged for the crows to be taken back to Manaus. His eyes were closed and he was wandering a little in his mind, mumbling about a boy with hair the color of the belly of the golden toad which squatted on the lily leaves of the Mamari River.
There had, of course, been no golden-haired boys; there hadn’t been any boys at all. What there had been was a leper colony, run by the Brothers of Saint Patrick, a group of Irish missionaries to whom the crows had been sent.
“They’re good men, the Brothers,” a man on the docks had told them as they set off on their last search for Taverner’s son. “They take in all sorts of strays--orphans, boys with no homes. If anyone knows where Taverner’s lad might be, it’ll be them.”
Then he had spat cheerfully into the river because he was a crony of the chief of police and liked the idea of Mr. Low and Mr. Trapwood spending time with the Brothers, who were very holy men indeed and slept on the hard ground, and ate porridge made from manioc roots, and got up four times in the night to pray.
The Brothers’ mission was on a swampy part of the river and very unhealthy, but the Brothers thought only about God and helping their fellowmen. They welcomed Mr. Trapwood and Mr. Low and said they could look over the leper colony to see if they could find anyone who might turn out to be the boy they were looking for.
“They’re a jolly lot, the lepers,” said Father Liam. “People who’ve suffered don’t have time to grumble.”
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Later a group of pilgrims arrived who had been walking on foot from the Andes and were on their way to a shrine on the Madeira River, and the Brothers knelt and washed their feet.
“We know you’ll be proud to share the sleeping hut with our friends here,” they said to Mr. Low and Mr. Trapwood, and the crows spent the night on the floor with twelve snoring, grunting men--and woke to find two large and hungry-looking vultures squatting in the doorway.
By the time they returned to Manaus the crows were beaten men. They didn’t care any longer about Taverner’s son or Sir Aubrey, or even the hundred-pound bonus they had lost. All they cared about was getting onto the Bishop and steaming away as fast as it could be done.”
― Eva Ibbotson, quote from Journey to the River Sea

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