Quotes from Joel C. Rosenberg

Taking a chance, he went to the bathroom, grabbed his toothbrush, and crept down the stairs to the second floor. If caught, he would say he was just going to wash up before bed. And then he heard the door between the kitchen and the living room open. "What happened to Avi?" he heard his mother ask. "He left." "But I made you both some tea.

A proud man, Dr. Weisz had initially turned down the offer. He was a scholar, not a tradesman or a clerk. This was Germany. He was lettered. He would teach. He would write. He would publish and support his family along the way. But soon it became painfully obvious that these were no longer options for Jews in Germany. How Uncle Avi continued to own and run several businesses, Jacob had never understood. He dared not ask. He was simply grateful.

ground shake violently beneath her feet. She could hear the deafening blast. She could suddenly feel the scorching heat. She had enough time to realize that her best efforts to protect the president had failed, that it was over, and then, sure enough, it was.

It seemed that a prodigious cloud of toxic, nervous, and paralysing gas had engulfed the country. Everything was unravelling, falling to pieces and being thrown into panic like a machine that was drunk, everything was taking place as if it was part of an indescribable nightmare. ANDRÉ MORIZE

He felt as though every molecule in his body were shaking. Evil was on the march, and though everyone around him seemed bound and determined not to believe it, there was no question in his mind the Nazis were coming for them, for the people of France, all of them, with all their murderous fury, and he desperately feared the bloodbath that was coming with the jackboots and the broken cross.

He wasn't happy. Not yet. He wasn't peaceful, not entirely. But he was grateful for his life and the evidence of God's grace, and for now that was enough.

Before you worry about the world, son, you should be sure your own soul is secure in God.

God always knows what we need, and if we'll just trust him, he'll provide from the most unlikely of sources.

the night, the brighter the stars; The deeper the grief, the closer is God.

reconfirmed—less than an hour ago, in fact—

If there is one thing I have learned in my lifetime of struggle, it is this: freedom isn't free.

Evil was defeated because good people rose to the challenge and refused to surrender.

But for his grace, things could have turned out differently, many times.

In keeping silent about evil, in burying it so deep within us that no sign of it appears on the surface, we are implanting it, and it will rise up a thousandfold in the future. When we neither punish nor reproach evildoers, we are not simply protecting their trivial old age, we are thereby ripping the foundations of justice from beneath new generations.

My grandmother taught it to me when I was a little girl," Morris said as she blew down the desolate country road at more than eighty miles per hour. "She used to say, 'Jenny, God always knows what we need, and if we'll just trust him, he'll provide from the most unlikely of sources.

All stress is self-induced, he reminded himself. It's in your mind. You don't need it. Lay it down. Panic is contagious. But so is calm. Stay calm. Do your work. Slow is

and listens to his own lie comes to a point that he cannot distinguish the truth within him, or around him,'" the voice replied.

I don't see, based on the evidence, economic and moral, that we can make it that much further.

Now, I'm a failed political consultant. But sometimes fiction has a way of capturing people's imagination in a way that non-fiction doesn't. Conservatives typically haven't written much fiction - specifically political thrillers - over the years to educate, inspire and mobilize people on issues of great import, but we ought to.

Many Americans genuinely fear that God is preparing to remove his hand of protection and blessing from our country, or perhaps already has.

The glue that kept the consumer market together the last few years was the wealth effect from the housing boom.

Is there a point at which we hit a tipping point and all of this economic, cultural and moral trouble sends us into a death spiral we can't get out of?

Even some of the most jaded D.C. types are still impressed when the leader of the free world enters the room.

We are, in many respects, in a moral and spiritual free-fall in our country, and we are paying a terrible price.