Esther Quotes

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Rick Riordan
“While Leo fussed over his helm controls, Hazel and Frank relayed the story of the fish-centaurs and their training camp.
'Incredible,' Jason said. 'These are really good brownies.'
'That's your only comment?' Piper demanded.
He looked surprised. 'What? I heard the story. Fish-centaurs. Merpeople. Letter of intro to the Tiber River god. Got it. But these brownies--'
'I know,' Frank said, his mouth full. 'Try them with Ester's peach preserves.'
'That,' Hazel said, 'is incredibly disgusting.'
'Pass me the jar, man,' Jason said.
Hazel and Piper exchanged a look of total exasperation. Boys.”
Rick Riordan, The Mark of Athena

Beth Moore
“Oddly, the most freeing thing we can ever do is to abdicate the throne of our own miniature kingdoms.”
Beth Moore

Jack Croxall
“You can't save someone from their own decisions.”
Jack Croxall, Tethers

Israelmore Ayivor
“Hi Lady, Hi Woman.., all that Naomi had, all that Mary had, all that Esther had, all that Elizabeth had, YOU ALSO HAVE... Go, make your dreams come true!”
Israelmore Ayivor, The Great Hand Book of Quotes

Andy  Jones
“Versucht nicht auf Teufel komm raus ein perfektes Paar zu sein, mein Lieber. Kommt euch nicht gegenseitig in die Quere; habe keine Angst davor, euch zu streiten oder anzuschweigen oder mal Notlügen zu erzählen; übernimm deinen Teil der Hausarbeit; lass deine Unterhosen nicht nach links gedreht auf dem Teppich liegen; setz dich auf der Toilette hin; kauf ihr einmal im Monat Blumen und kneif ihr einmal die Woche in den Po - der Rest bleibt dir überlassen.”
Andy Jones, The Two of Us
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Yaa Gyasi
“When Marjorie had asked her father again when he had known he liked Esther, he said he had always known. He said it was born in him, that he breathed it in with the first breeze of Edweso, that it moved in him like the harmattan.”
Yaa Gyasi, Homegoing

Jill Eileen Smith
“Hadassah looked into Vashti's eyes and searched her face as though she was seeing beyond her ability to comprehend. She reached a small hand to touch Vashti's face, then placed a hand on Vashti's protruding middle. "You will have a baby soon," Hadassah said. "You are pretty and have kind eyes."
Vashti sat straighter. She took the child's hand. "And you are young to say such things."
"She has always been a bright child," Levia said.
Vashti nodded. She had no reason to detain the woman or the child, yet a part of her longed to do just that. At last common sense won out, and she cupped Hadassah's face and slowly rose. She looked at Levia. "Take good care of her. She is one who could come to great favor or great harm for her beauty."
"Thank you, Majesty. I will be extra watchful for your warning."
Vashti dismissed them, wondering what had caused her to say such a thing, yet feeling some strange sense that she had done well. She watched Levia, with Hadassah in hand, walk toward the gate, where Hadassah looked back at her and smiled. Warmth like the break of dawn after the darkness washed over Vashti, and she wondered if she had touched the face of an angel.”
Jill Eileen Smith, Star of Persia: Esther's Story

Jill Eileen Smith
“What is your name?"
She and Mordecai had discussed what to do if she ever faced this situation. "Do not tell them you are Jewish," he had said. "And tell them your name is Esther. It is the Persian version of Hadassah."
"What is your name?" the man asked again.
"Esther," she said, nearly choking on the name. "I am the daughter of Abihail. My cousin Mordecai is my adopted father.”
Jill Eileen Smith, Star of Persia: Esther's Story

Jill Eileen Smith
“You are Esther now, a Persian star, and you will shine like the dawn in the king's palace.”
Jill Eileen Smith, Star of Persia: Esther's Story

Jill Eileen Smith
“Your name, please?"
A young beauty with smooth, flowing dark hair and the darkest, widest eyes Amestris had ever seen stood before the king's eunuch. "Esther, my lord. Daughter of Abihail. Adopted by Mordecai, son of Jair." The girl's voice carried a cultured lilt. She must come from wealth or privilege. Whatever was she doing caught up in this... mess?
"Mordecai. He sits at the king's gate."
"Yes, my lord. He is my adoptive father, as both my parents are dead." Esther spoke matter-of-factly, as though the news was not recent.
Perhaps she was not so privileged after all. Just fortunate to be beautiful. A shame.”
Jill Eileen Smith, Star of Persia: Esther's Story

Jill Eileen Smith
“Esther tilted her head, debating whether or not to give him the dietary laws she had followed all of her life. He would wonder about her background if she said too much. Could she word the request in such a way so as not to draw attention?
"I can tell you want to say something." He quirked a brow.
"It is only... I am used to a minimal diet where I come from. We ate from the garden and ate many lentils and nuts and raisins and dates. And bread, of course." She searched his face. "We rarely ate meat- sometimes goat or lamb- but in the city we could not keep flocks or herds or afford to purchase much from the butchers."
"Well, you can have your fill of meat here," he said, smiling. "There is no lack of what the king has to offer."
Esther hesitated and swallowed, then took a chance in spite of the warnings in her head to remain silent. "I simply fear that too drastic a change in my diet might make me ill. It is not that I am ungrateful for whatever the king has to offer."
Hegai regarded her. "I hadn't considered that, but you are wise to think of it. I will make sure your diet consists only of things you are used to. It will not bode well for me if you became ill."
"Thank you, my lord." She bowed her head.
He cleared his throat. "It is just Hegai. I am simply a eunuch, not a lord or nobleman."
"Thank you, Hegai." She bowed her head again. "I appreciate all you have done for me."
"It is my pleasure.”
Jill Eileen Smith, Star of Persia: Esther's Story

Jill Eileen Smith
“The night breeze cooled her flushed skin, and she lifted her head to the setting sun. The scent of the almond trees mingled with the headier lavender and roses, calming her. The sun dipped slowly, setting off a wild array of pinks and oranges, and a splay of yellow that pointed toward the clouds that brought a song to Esther's soul.
Perhaps Adonai had not abandoned her in this place. Could she have a purpose even as one in hundreds or a thousand in a harem? Would God grant her favor in the king's eyes and allow her to know him- to see him more than one night?”
Jill Eileen Smith, Star of Persia: Esther's Story

Jill Eileen Smith
“I wish to better understand the king. I have never seen him or met him, and I do not wish to enter his chambers in four months without some knowledge of who he is."
Hegai's jaw clenched, and he looked about despite the closed doors and the privacy they shared. "You know what every other virgin knows. I am sure your maids have told you enough."
She studied him. "Is it wrong of me to ask to know more than the gossips say? I know nothing of his character, of his personality. What does he enjoy? Does he laugh easily? Is he a man of quick temper? What goals does he have for the kingdom?"
Hegai smiled, his shoulders relaxing. "Ah, I see. You ask intelligent questions, but I fear I do not know the answers to any of them. These are things the wife of the king might one day ask, and things perhaps his advisors understand, but I daresay that King Xerxes is a private man. He does not share such things with his servants."
"And yet, from what I understand, it was his servants who recognized his sorrow over Vashti and suggested this contest. Is that not correct?" Esther twisted the belt at her waist.
"It is correct." Hegai leaned forward, elbows on his knees. "Esther, I like you. I think you hold much potential to please the king.”
Jill Eileen Smith, Star of Persia: Esther's Story

Jill Eileen Smith
“After you have bathed and oiled her with the faintest hint of frankincense, use no other perfume. Apply only the lightest of the cosmetics. She is beautiful without them, so let us not mar her beauty." He studied her. "Dress her in a simple white, semi-sheer tunic. The king will enjoy the ability to see her well. But cover the tunic with a pale blue robe trimmed with purple."
Parisa hurried to the garment room and returned with clothing that matched Hegai's description. "Do these suffice, my lord?"
Hegai took the tunic and robe and nodded. "Soft and beautiful. Yes. This is perfect. Tie the robe with a purple sash. Place a golden pendant around her neck and hang golden earrings from her ears. Let me see her choice of sandals."
Parisa hurried back to the room after laying the garments flat on the bed, which had already been stripped of its linens. She returned with an armful of sandals and set them on a chair.
Heegai bent to examine them and pulled a pair of intricately carved leather devoid of jewels from the pile. "You will go as a virgin with hints of wealth to show off your character and your beauty. You may wear your mother's ring, but do not wear bracelets. The less distraction you give him, the better. The king, you shall see, likes simple pleasures, despite the ornate designs you find throughout the palace."
"And my hair?" Esther's head spun with his quick choices. She sensed by his look that Hegai had planned this for some time, probably in the hopes that she would ask for his help. She breathed a silent prayer of thanks to Adonai, for she knew she could never have decided on her own.
Hegai rubbed his chin and had her turn about. Her long dark hair fell to the middle of her back. To wear it down would be scandalous. Her heart beat faster at the thought, for she had no idea what Hegai would suggest or what the king would desire.
"Wear it up. Hold it in place with combs that are easily removed. The king will enjoy removing them.”
Jill Eileen Smith, Star of Persia: Esther's Story

Jill Eileen Smith
“I was allowed to visit the king's library, where a scribe read to me some of your exploits and the history written in the annals of kings. I hope this does not displease you." She silently hoped she had not revealed something that might get Hegai in trouble.
The king smiled. "I am amazed that you had interest. I have no issue against you gaining such knowledge. No other wife has ever cared what I do."
She searched his gaze. "I would think it very odd not to care what my husband enjoys or gives his time to do. Your words surprise me."
He rose and took her hand in his. "And you surprise me, Esther.”
Jill Eileen Smith, Star of Persia: Esther's Story

Jill Eileen Smith
“He lifted her hand to his lips and kissed each finger. When he came to her mother's ring, he paused. "Tell me about this ring. It is not like the jewels I have provided my women."
"It belonged to my mother. She died when I was a baby."
The comment brought a look of approval to his eyes. He smiled. "Esther. You have made me feel things tonight that I have not felt in a very long time. A sense that I must protect you at all costs has arisen within me." He paused as if searching for the right words. "I have the strongest desire to take you to my bed, and yet I cannot. Not yet."
She gave him a quizzical look, not sure whether to fear or hope.
"I want you, Esther. But I also want you to be happy, and this is a life you did not choose. So I will give you a choice. You can either marry me at week's end and take Vashti's place as queen of Persia... or you may go back to your father and marry a man of your desire. You are young and I am old in comparison. And I am not likely to ever make such an offer to anyone again. This is completely out of character for me." He laughed lightly. "My advisors would think me mad."
"You would offer me this and never take me to your bed?"
The idea seemed incredulous since she had spent the past year preparing for that very thing.
He nodded. "It is as though the gods will not allow me to touch you outside of marriage. I do not understand its, but you give me a feeling that we could truly be one of heart and soul.”
Jill Eileen Smith, Star of Persia: Esther's Story

Jill Eileen Smith
“Esther stepped into the gardens one last time and gazed at the pink hues of dawn with the billowy white clouds. Thank You. She knew that somehow God saw. He understood her emotions, and He had placed her in the king's life for a reason. She searched the heavens, but there was no answer to be drawn there. If God still spoke as He had long ago, she did not hear Him. No prophet had spoken during their exile, though she had heard tales of Daniel and Ezra, who seemed to have God's ear.
Do You see me? For her, a mere woman, to expect an answer seemed futile. And yet, had not God spoken to Rebekah and Deborah and others of long ago? Could He not speak to her before she entered into marriage with a pagan, uncircumcised king?
She waited, listening. A slight breeze kissed her cheeks and birds twittered their greeting as she at last moved back into her rooms, where her maids frantically accosted her.”
Jill Eileen Smith, Star of Persia: Esther's Story

Jill Eileen Smith
“Now, my sweet girl, you are officially my wife and my queen." His whispered words spoken with intensity matched the passion of his green eyes. He was indeed handsome.
As he took her hand to lift her to her feet, he turned them to face the crowd. "Behold, today Persia has a new queen! Queen Esther!”
Jill Eileen Smith, Star of Persia: Esther's Story

Jill Eileen Smith
“Xerxes gazed at Esther as she slept, marveling at the way her expression held such peace, her dark hair splayed over the pristine white cushion beneath her head. He had found not a single flaw in her and had quickly concluded that she surpassed even Vashti in beauty.
He released a deep, contented sigh as he shifted on one elbow. Esther stirred and opened her eyes to meet his gaze. Her smile, slow and appreciative, caused a greater sense of protectiveness to rise within him. Did she love him? Could she love him? Without doubt he loved her. She had pleased him like no other.
"You are awake," he said, surprised at the huskiness in his voice. What was this new feeling of exuberant joy? He was not one to grow flustered like this. Never like this. But Esther... he could not stop the need to touch his lips to hers.
"I find you have tempted me beyond reason," he said when he felt confident that his voice would not again betray him.
She wrapped both arms around his neck and pulled him closer. "I am glad," she whispered against his ear. "If I were not a temptation, you might not find me pleasing." She kissed him, this time not waiting for him to take the lead as she had the night before.
He laughed when she pulled away, and they both caught their breath. "How bold my queen has become!”
Jill Eileen Smith, Star of Persia: Esther's Story

Jill Eileen Smith
“She took a date and kissed it before offering it to him.
He bit into it and then bent to kiss her again. This woman never ceased to amaze him. How bold she had become for one so young, and yet so graceful and even obedient. Not like Amestris or Vashti. She captured his imagination in ways he did not understand.”
Jill Eileen Smith, Star of Persia: Esther's Story

Jill Eileen Smith
I should be queen. I always should have been queen. Instead I have to contend with her." She could not bear to say the girl's name aloud. Star. Her husband had fallen in love with a beautiful young girl with a celestial name, so how was she supposed to compete with that?”
Jill Eileen Smith, Star of Persia: Esther's Story

Jill Eileen Smith
“He grinned, feeling as young as he once did in Vashti's presence. Esther brought back the joys of youth, and he felt a sense of deep gratitude and satisfaction that he had listened to his servants when they suggested the contest that had brought her to him. He would not admit to her his deep need, nor how well she fulfilled that in him, but he felt it just the same.”
Jill Eileen Smith, Star of Persia: Esther's Story

Jill Eileen Smith
“She stopped to inspect some of the blossoms on the almond trees and watched the butterflies flap tiny wings from the bushes to the skies. Oh, to have such freedom. Like a bird, they were not confined to the king's palaces or a specific set of rooms. If she thought on it overmuch, she had to admit that in her new life she felt more like a bird caged than one set free. And she missed her family. Not Mordecai, for she saw him often, but her cousins, their wives, the children. Especially the children. How long had it been since she had chased Isha through the house and taught the children of Noah!
She walked past the almond trees, forcing her mind to ponder the beauty around her. Gratitude was a better choice than lonely complaints.”
Jill Eileen Smith, Star of Persia: Esther's Story

Jill Eileen Smith
“God had always promised a deliverer. He had promised it since the garden when Adam sinned. He had always saved a remnant of His people, even when they sinned against Him so grievously. Surely He would do so again. With or without Esther.
He looked into Hathach's eyes. What if Esther was the person God had placed where she was for this moment?”
Jill Eileen Smith, Star of Persia: Esther's Story

Jill Eileen Smith
“She rose and bathed, and Parisa helped her to dress in her royal robes. Shirin pulled her hair into a style reminiscent of her first night with the king. Mahin covered her glowing black tresses with a colorful veil. Hettie placed the royal crown on her head and a ring on her finger. Rosana tucked jeweled sandals on her feet. And Jazmin spritzed the faint scent of lavender over her clothes.
Peace settled over Esther as Zareen held the golden mirror before her. She was ready. As ready as she was going to be. Olive oil moistened her lips, lest she appear as though she had been in mourning. The king must not know that yet.
"Shall we go with you?" Parisa asked, concern etched in her gaze. None of them looked at peace- not like the peace that Esther felt- but none of them had prayed as Esther had prayed, at least not with the knowledge she had. How could they? They had no idea what trials her people had been through. They did not know the history of the Jews had with Haman's people or how the Amalekites had attacked them when they were vulnerable on their journey out of Egypt. Hostility had existed between the Amalekites and the Israelites ever since.
She looked at each one, cupped each dear cheek. "You have been a blessing to me to attempt what I did not think I could ever do." She drew in a breath. "If I do not return, please know that I could have chosen no better maids. But do not mourn for me. Mourn for my people, and do what you can to tell your family and friends that we are not your enemies. Perhaps you will make a difference in my place.”
Jill Eileen Smith, Star of Persia: Esther's Story

Jill Eileen Smith
“After a meal of yogurt soup, duck with pomegranate and walnut sauce over barley, stewed spinach, and baked apples, they could move to her receiving room and enjoy wine in the comfort of a more private setting.”
Jill Eileen Smith, Star of Persia: Esther's Story

Jill Eileen Smith
“For the first time since Xerxes had chosen her as queen, she felt as though she had fallen from a sense of favor too one of fear. She held power she had never known before. The king had listened to her over Haman, and no woman had ever held such sway over the king in all of the years these women had known him. Even Vashti could not have persuaded him against Xerxes' nobles. But Esther, by God's grace, had prevailed against Haman.”
Jill Eileen Smith, Star of Persia: Esther's Story

Jill Eileen Smith
“Our God is mighty. And His ways are beyond understanding."
"Now we will trust Him to help us write the decree to undo the damage our enemy has done.”
Jill Eileen Smith, Star of Persia: Esther's Story

Jill Eileen Smith
“Cries of joy rose in the city as copies of the decree were fastened to the walls of the king's gate and at prominent places throughout the capital.
Esther stood near, watching the frantic work. Awe that God had used her for this moment caused joy to rise up within her. When she heard the singing and laughter of the people outside, she wanted to weep and dance at the same time.
Was this why You placed me here, Adonai? She had always wondered what possible reason there could have been for her to be so chosen. Surely other women were more beautiful than she. Surely other women had captured Xerxes' heart. With a Persian wife in Amestris who had given him sons, there had been no need for him to seek another wife. Even if he missed Vashti, it wasn't like he needed more.
And yet here she stood, watching her father, second in command to the throne, write letters to every satrap, governor, high officer, and noble in all 127 provinces of her husband's kingdom. All because God saw fit to use her.
Her. Hadassah.
Her face heated with the humbling thought. How unworthy she felt, yet how blessed.”
Jill Eileen Smith, Star of Persia: Esther's Story

Jill Eileen Smith
“As dawn broke the next morning, she looked on Xerxes with a love she had never felt before, love and gratitude to Adonai. She had not wanted this life. Would not have picked it, given the choice. But she could not deny that God had been with her all along and chosen her to live with this man for this season in history.
As she gazed on her sleeping husband, then toward the sun peeking through the curtains surrounding them, she smiled. Her life was not her own. She belonged to her Creator. The plans He had for her were for good and not for evil. To give her and her people a future and a hope.”
Jill Eileen Smith, Star of Persia: Esther's Story

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