Crow Hollow Quotes

“It takes great courage to earn a great reward.”
― Michael Wallace, Crow Hollow

“You couldn’t perfect another, make him or her free from error. You couldn’t even do the same to yourself.”
― Michael Wallace, Crow Hollow

“knave. He would never”
― Michael Wallace, Crow Hollow

“fellow”
― Michael Wallace, Crow Hollow

“There is no neutrality in the telling,” Prudence said firmly. “The words themselves shape the truth of the matter.”
― Michael Wallace, Crow Hollow

“Thou art scheming, my friend.” “Of course I am,” James said. “That’s my sworn duty.”
― Michael Wallace, Crow Hollow

“Peter Church chuckled. “Which will upset them more? That I’m an Indian or that I’m a Quaker?” “Let’s see if you live long enough to find out.”
― Michael Wallace, Crow Hollow

“There are no Christians in war.”
― Michael Wallace, Crow Hollow

“as the woman passed him with a nod and a look that turned to curiosity as she perhaps realized that he was a stranger. “What cheer,” Cooper said. “What cheer indeed,” James said. Cooper’s eyes held a question about business, a hint of impatience. “Well?”
― Michael Wallace, Crow Hollow

“hard soap—do you have it?”
― Michael Wallace, Crow Hollow

“How easy to falter, to doubt. It was like a blemish in the skin, and picking at it would only make it bleed, and then there would be a pock. Enough guilt and you could cover yourself with scars and blemishes.”
― Michael Wallace, Crow Hollow

“had a”
― Michael Wallace, Crow Hollow

“wounded enemies and pressed it to his neck. James sat behind Peter’s shoulders and lifted his head. Peter’s eyes moved slowly to James’s face. “I shall soon see my savior.” James gave a hard, visible swallow. “Thou art brave and strong, friend.” “Search for the inward light. Both of you. That is the”
― Michael Wallace, Crow Hollow

“Anyway, magistrates marry us in New England, not the church. Marriage rites are not biblical.”
― Michael Wallace, Crow Hollow

“Peter Church stood at James’s side. The older man wore the same serene smile that seemed fixed to his face at all times, whether he was about to say one of his curious Quaker prayers or was staring into the driving rain of an ocean gale. “I had supposed we had sailed”
― Michael Wallace, Crow Hollow

“Indian and a Quaker—and in the aftermath of the Indian war too.”
― Michael Wallace, Crow Hollow

“Is he one of these thin-lipped fellows who stands like he’s got a blunderbuss up his bunghole?”
― Michael Wallace, Crow Hollow