19th Century America Quotes

Quotes tagged as "19th-century-america" (showing 1-16 of 16)
“Far from being marginalized, as is presently the case, nineteenth-century freethought was a social movement at the core of our national life.”
Fred Whitehead, Free-Thought on the American Frontier

J.D.  Crighton
“While Geyer was on the German steamship to Rio de Janeiro, his co-workers struggled to cope with intense emotions. The day after forty-five miners died in the Roslyn, Washington, explosion, Philadelphia suffered a tragedy of their own—one that would rock City Hall and its police force to its core.”
J.D. Crighton, Detective in the White City: The Real Story of Frank Geyer

Ann Howard Creel
“eyes running over me like the work of a hundred biting ants”
Ann Howard Creel, Call Me the Canyon: A Love Story

Ann Howard Creel
“One can't step into the river twice”
Ann Howard Creel, Call Me the Canyon: A Love Story

J.D.  Crighton
“Emotional and filled with unthinkable sorrow, Mrs. Pitezel had to see where Howard took his last breath—where Holmes ripped her son from her.”
J.D. Crighton, Detective in the White City: The Real Story of Frank Geyer

J.D.  Crighton
“He resolved for Detective Geyer to undertake a careful and methodical search for the blunder which a criminal always makes between the inceptions and consummation of his crime.”
J.D. Crighton, Detective in the White City: The Real Story of Frank Geyer

J.D.  Crighton
“Thousands of soldiers, ink barely dry on discharge papers, begged in vain to start a new campaign of revenge.”
J.D. Crighton, Detective in the White City: The Real Story of Frank Geyer

J.D.  Crighton
“The short, but powerful police officer left a saloon and went straight for the police station, set out to do exactly what he planned even if no one believed a drunk like him.”
J.D. Crighton, Detective in the White City: The Real Story of Frank Geyer

Matthew Neill Null
“Cartwright grooved the chisel's tooth into the base of the skull, where the spine would fuse, and lifted the hammer. The chisel jumped in his hand and half the skull turned to silt. It cascaded down the rock wall with the faintest sigh. The {nine-fingered} boy let out a string of oaths so profane, so unparalleled, that surely they'd been inspired by a hell so near.

Cartwright was glad to have a hammer in hand.”
Matthew Neill Null, Allegheny Front

J.D.  Crighton
“It must have taken very careful management to have moved these three separate parties from Detroit to Toronto, without either of the three discovering either of the others, but this great expert in crime did it, and did it successfully,” Geyer later said.”
J.D. Crighton, Detective in the White City: The Real Story of Frank Geyer

J.D.  Crighton
“Despite a protective Geyer threatening to “break the neck of the first reporter who attempted to interview the woman,” a determined reporter caught Mrs. Pitezel on her way out of the Rossin House dining room.”
J.D. Crighton, Detective in the White City: The Real Story of Frank Geyer

J.D.  Crighton
“While United States sent troops to war, bitter racial tensions erupted into an all-out race riot in South Philadelphia. And unbeknownst to a petite, young, professional woman—she was the cause.”
J.D. Crighton, Detective in the White City: The Real Story of Frank Geyer

J.D.  Crighton
“. . . the two families were about to be impacted in a major way as Philadelphia and the rest of the world were slammed with a pandemic so catastrophic that it killed more people than World War I.”
J.D. Crighton, Detective in the White City: The Real Story of Frank Geyer

J.D.  Crighton
“Rot! Absolute rot! Hatch was merely an alias of Holmes. He had as many as a city directory, but he used the name Hatch frequently. If Hatch did the killing, Holmes will hang for it, for Holmes and Hatch are one and the same person,' Linden said.”
J.D. Crighton, Detective in the White City: The Real Story of Frank Geyer

J.D.  Crighton
“No doubt about it, Holmes earned despicable nicknames such as Arch Fiend, Butcher, Modern Bluebeard, Swindler, and Moral Degenerate. Holmes was a monster in disguise as a doctor, a perfect ruse to lure his victims.”
J.D. Crighton, Holmes' Own Story: Confessed 27 Murders, Lied Then Died

J.D.  Crighton
“Holmes slept like a baby his last night on earth. After a second attempt to wake him, Holmes got up and dressed. Keeper John Henry asked Holmes how he felt. “Are you nervous?” said Keeper Henry. “Not a bit,” said Holmes. He smiled and slid his arms between the prison bars and stretched out his fingers. “Look at that,” said Holmes. His hands were steady as a rock.”
J.D. Crighton, Holmes' Own Story: Confessed 27 Murders, Lied Then Died