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41 " Brave. I have been brave for years. I am tired of being brave.But I choke down my fatigue and force myself to move. It is what I do, because I am a soldier and . . .I am a spy. --Silver Moon "
― Jenny Knipfer , Silver Moon (By the Light of the Moon #3)
42 " He had outlived his nine lives. He had lived when the man next to him had died, time after time. He felt guilty sometimes just for being the one left standing. "
43 " What name do I give him? That should be his father’s job, his vision. I think hard. I don’t want to wait for a dream to come. I give him the name he came with.Niin-mawin—I cry for him. "
― Jenny Knipfer , Harvest Moon (By the Light of the Moon #4)
44 " Their softness stuns me. I press my lips to hers, and we test new waters together. A kiss. A tilt and turn of the head. A release. Deeper this time. She captures my eyes once more before we dive into the depths of our mouths, sharing the mutual fire we hold for one another.We slow, release, and breathe. My air exchanged with hers.“Come back to me, Niin-mawin, or you will have another woman crying for you.”“I will,” I promise.Her words have made me think of a scenario I hadn’t thought of before: Maybe Maang-ikwe didn’t want to give me up. "
45 " I reach up and slowly turn her face to mine. I stroke the delicate skinof her cheek with my fingertips. Her skin feels like a rose petal under my touch. I draw my arm around her and bring her close enough to feel the beating of her heart. I do what I’ve been wanting to do for a long time. I kiss her, and she kisses me back. It starts a fire in me, but she pulls back and breathlessly confirms my suspicions. "
46 " My mother always said that one day I’d get ripped open by my stubbornness, and she was right. It’s my fool, stubborn heart which led to Ignacio’s banishment and will most likely lead to mine. "
47 " My darling, you are the first thing on my mind in the morning and the last thought I have before I drift off at night. I can’t wait to hold you in my arms. "
48 " The baby’s bluish, hazel eyes looked into Jenay’s amber ones, and it was love at first sight. If there is any magic in this world, at this moment is where it can be found, the mystic thought lodged itself in Jenay’s heart as her eyes poured over her child with love. She had never felt herself so instantly and utterly connected to another person. "
― Jenny Knipfer , Ruby Moon (By the Light of the Moon, #1)
49 " Her mother had taught her to treat mean people with kindness. Paying back meanness with meanness only led to more of the same. Killing people with kindness slayed the beast in the human heart.--Silver Moon "
50 " Oh, God. You always seem so far away, but for some strange reason, here You feel near. Maybe when we hurt the most, need You the most, the wall between Your realm and ours becomes transparent, and we can sense You. "
51 " The night sky sparkled as he peered out of his hole. It shone like dew drops on spider’s web. Jimmy thought back to a web, strung between two shoots of wheat, he had seen as a kid. It had been a miracle the web hadn’t broken, the way it was laden down with dew.Jimmy studied the web of the sky, unbroken by all the turmoil of men beneath its canopy. It gave him some reassurance of solidity in an ever-vaporizing existence. Men fell around him at every battle, but he managed to keep living. His life was like that miracle web. "
52 " I find the act of writing my thoughts out both frightening and healing. I am appalled at what is shackled in the depths of my heart, but I sense a release when it transfers from this inner depth of me to the page beneath my pen. My vision is beginning to clear and shrouded events are coming into alignment with some degree of clarity. Now I need the courage to disclose my secrets and believe God will take care of me. No matter what the results are of the truth emerging, I want to trust He can use it for good in my life . . . somehow. "
53 " In everyting around us dere is shape, and each of dose shapes have many sides. Dis also true in ‘ow we see tings in our minds.” My aunt taps her temple with her index finger. “It is torment . . . futility to try to repossess de past. You have dis moment to live. Don’t waste it on regrets.” The truth of the matter is I feel guilty for being alive while he is dead. "
54 " I don’t know what I expected, but it wasn’t this. This broken wing. This storm between us. All the unmade memories I held dear before I put on my dress of white wound me. I grieve for a wish which hasn’t come to pass—a wish for happiness. "
― Jenny Knipfer , In a Grove of Maples (Sheltering Trees #1)
55 " Maybe our separation early on is why Enid and I hardly ever seem to understand one another. Rare moments sparkle like sunspots, and I can say, “She’s my daughter.” However, most of our interactions leave me wondering where she came from. "
― Jenny Knipfer , Under the Weeping Willow (Sheltering Trees #2)
56 " As I look toward this new year, I’m tempted to be afraid. I am walking into another blackhole. But I know whatever comes, the Lord will be by my side just as He was back then in that dark pit of my thoughts. No matter how deep the canyon of forgetfulness is that I will fall into, He is deeper still. "