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“Cindy Divine and her parents paused by their boat to take in the natural beauty. Lake Barkley could have been a top-paid model for a glossy postcard company that morning. It lay between little hills all dressed up in new green, and its mirror-like water reflected a cloudless sky everywhere except along the shoreline where the hills were upside down. Clusters of blossoms, dogwood and redbud, were scattered here and there on the hillsides, and a brightening red was coloring the sky along the eastern hilltops.”
― Cindy Divine: The Little Girl Who Frightened Kings
― Cindy Divine: The Little Girl Who Frightened Kings
“Bedouins believe their Heaven to be a lush paradise of trees and running water; mine was no different, though my sprinklers were timed.”
― Banker's Holiday: A Novel of Fiscal Irregularity
― Banker's Holiday: A Novel of Fiscal Irregularity
“This isn’t a one-and-done thing for me. So, if you think you’re going to use me to scratch an itch, then you’d better think again.”
― Gabriel's Fire
― Gabriel's Fire
“ At one side of the creek, she builds a small cairn of stones underneath a large, oak tree. “In remembrance of Aunt Beca,” she says. “Thank you for all the things you taught me. For all the times you listened when I needed someone to talk to. For all the love and support you offered me.”
― Lost and Found
― Lost and Found
“5. Then on a rainy day in early July the words she was copying from one of Martha the Benevolent’s ancient sayings spoke to her:
Birds fly free until they are put in a cage, but the cage does not bind their wings
When the cage is opened, the wings spread out, and the bird flies free again
So the poor are trapped in a cage by the avarice of the rich
Not in a cage made of gold, but one of hunger, despair and need
So the prisoner dreams of the wide open spaces
Wind in her hair, breathing in the freedom, beyond the four walls of her cell
Our mission is to free the prisoner, to help the poor to spread their wings
To open the door of the oppressor’s cage, to find a way to a fairer age.”
― The Empress
Birds fly free until they are put in a cage, but the cage does not bind their wings
When the cage is opened, the wings spread out, and the bird flies free again
So the poor are trapped in a cage by the avarice of the rich
Not in a cage made of gold, but one of hunger, despair and need
So the prisoner dreams of the wide open spaces
Wind in her hair, breathing in the freedom, beyond the four walls of her cell
Our mission is to free the prisoner, to help the poor to spread their wings
To open the door of the oppressor’s cage, to find a way to a fairer age.”
― The Empress
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