Crafting for Sinners Quotes

“In a circle around the great fire were women and children. They all wore plain—but modern—clothing, the women and girls clad in simple cotton dresses and the boys in polos or button-ups tucked into belted khakis. The women seemed starved, the loose dresses billowing around their skeletons. Ruth spied Charlie’s wife among them, sitting with perfect posture, petting the head of a young blond boy at her feet. Something rolled over in Ruth’s stomach, the sticky jam clawing against the walls of her stomach. That could have been her.”
― Jenny Kiefer, Crafting for Sinners: A Novel

“When he reemerged, his tongue seemed to be tainted, coated with new words and ideas—newly conjured monsters to battle, new villains made of people who had never bothered him before:”
― Jenny Kiefer, Crafting for Sinners: A Novel

“But she knew that if she wanted to escape, she would not be able to save this kid. She would not have the choice. It was going to be her or him—there would not be time to save him, to dismantle all the fallacies they’d convinced him were truths. She hated that realization. It felt like one innocent bystander being exchanged for another.”
― Jenny Kiefer, Crafting for Sinners: A Novel

“But wasn’t prayer just that—a wish, a spell, an ask made to a more powerful force? Was prayer really all that different from witchy intentions? From stuffing things into a jar and burying it in someone’s yard to curse them?”
― Jenny Kiefer, Crafting for Sinners: A Novel

“Abigail had been right. She wasn’t paranoid: Ruth was naive. The world was against them, each day seeming to bring some new law against them, some man pointing binoculars at them.”
― Jenny Kiefer, Crafting for Sinners: A Novel

“I just—I’m scared. I know we don’t have much money or any family or friends to fall back on. And you can’t help it that insulin is fucking expensive. I get that. But every day there’s some new insane thing happening. There’s been a slew of vandalism. They’ve already banned tons of books in schools and in the library. Just a couple towns over, someone was hospitalized because they didn’t look a certain way and went into a bathroom. We know that giant church here sends kids away to who-knows-where if they don’t perfectly conform to what they think a person should look or act like. The one gay bar in a fifty-mile radius closed its doors due to threats of violence and a fucking Proud Boys demonstration.”
― Jenny Kiefer, Crafting for Sinners: A Novel

“But wasn’t prayer just that-a wish, a spell, an ask made to a more powerful force? was prayer really all that different from witchy intentions?”
― Jenny Kiefer, Crafting for Sinners