The Source: A Novel

By James A. Michener

In his signature sort of grand storytelling, James A. Michener transports us again millions of years to the Holy Land. in the course of the discoveries of contemporary archaeologists excavating the location of inform Makor, Michener vividly re-creates existence in an historic urban and strains the profound heritage of the Jewish people—from the persecution of the early Hebrews, the increase of Christianity, and the Crusades to the founding of Israel and the fashionable clash within the center East. An epic story of affection, energy, and religion, The resource is a richly written saga that encompasses the heritage of Western civilization and the nice non secular and cultural principles that experience formed our world.
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“Fascinating . . . wonderful . . . [a] exceptional rampage via heritage . . . Biblical historical past, as noticeable throughout the eyes of a professor who's wondered, appalled, thrilled, enriched and impoverished by way of the spectacle of a land the place all males are archeologists.”The manhattan Times
“A sweeping [novel] full of excitement—pagan ritual, the conflict of armies, historic and smooth: the evolving drama of man’s faith.”The Philadelphia Inquirer
“Magnificent . . . a superlative piece of writing either in scope and strategy . . . one of many nice books of this generation.”San Francisco name Bulletin

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Remain right here with me. ” With contempt she checked out the renegade and drew clear of him as though he have been infected. He repeated his pleas, whereas Jewish ladies in small teams moved again with a purpose to steer clear of touch with him. “Jael, in your marriage ceremony day you got here to me,” he acknowledged. Like a toddler he pointed towards the ruins of the groats mill, as though to remind her of the precise situation of her stopover at. She scorned him, turning away with loathing, and her widowed sisters shaped a circle approximately her, as though to supply defense even supposing she wanted none.

She comes from an outdated priestly kinfolk. ” At that second they have been heading during the worst a part of the swamp, and on the point out of Geula’s identify Rimmon made an unpleasant face, which angered his mom and she or he berated him: “Geula will not be appealing, yet she understands advantage, and it isn't right to make faces at a woman of marked devotion. ” Rimmon stopped this argument by way of asserting, “I used to be making faces on the water snake that slipped from the rock,” and his mom grew silent and moved toward him, for the nearness of a toxic snake used to be scary whilst she knew that her son were singled out for a few austere objective.

Yet they appeared like Turks … the lengthy gowns …” He part sat in mattress and pleaded with Volkmar: “What correct has a Christian to put on a turban? ” not anyone spoke and he fell again on his pillow, gazing the ceiling. the place had his knights long past? the beautiful ladies? dumb Klaus clutching his donkey hair? yet Volkmar may see purely chinless Gottfried, grinning vacuously that first morning at Gretz. It was once he who most sensible represented the 16 thousand lifeless. Volkmar recalled that the priests who had preached the campaign had truthfully warned, “We are going to struggle for the Lord and a few will die, yet all who quit their lives within the nice test can be granted remission of sin,” so it had continuously been understood that there will be losses; moreover, Hagarzi had warned that of 100 who left no more than 9 may go back.

The mufti, a willful guy yet one desirous to safeguard his Muslims, checked out the slippery kaimakam with contempt, so back Tabari used to be pressured to spell out the negotiation: “But for me to visit Akka would require funds. ” “How a lot? ” the mufti requested scornfully. “Thirty English pounds,” Tabari acknowledged unflinchingly. while he observed the qadi blanch he additional suavely, “I say English kilos simply because i do know you stole greater than 40 from the final staff of pilgrims to Capernaum. ” because the mufti glared on the governor his pink face grew to become approximately pink.

Opposed to the gossamer woolen robes which she most well liked, this golden amber shone with a radiance matched via the vast bands of yellow textile with which she frequently hemmed her gowns. She used to be a tensely perceptive girl, clever, dedicated to her young children and an adornment to her fats little husband. among them there has been a genial dating, for if in Makor there have been extra good-looking men—and Kerith may well see many in a ten-minute walk during the streets—there have been none who could have loved her so. just one major distinction existed among them, and this used to be very important: Kerith was once the daughter of an austere spiritual guy who had nearly recognized Yahweh face-to-face and from whom she had inherited her dedication to that deity; Hoopoe as a builder who needed to paintings with the earth was once prepared to recognize Yahweh, yet he additionally knew from challenging adventure that Baal governed the soil and it might be folly for an engineer to disregard or denigrate the everlasting deity of the earth within which he needed to paintings.

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