Heather's Library

Left Behind #7: The Indwelling
by Tim LaHaye and Jerry B. Jenkins

p.46 "I'm sorry?"
     "Is this David Hayseed?"
     "This is Director Hassid, yes."
     "Do you know who this is?"
     "Yes! It sounds like Minister Blood. Haven't talked to you in ages. Good to hear from you again--"
     "That's Blod, and did I or did I not tell you to get over here?"
     "Is this multiple choice? I believe you did."
     "Then why are you not here?"
     "Let me guess. Because I'm here?"
     "Agh! Listen here, you! Get over here this instant or--"
     "Or what? You're going to tell my mom? I don't recall being subordinate to you, sir. Now if you have something you need me to procure for you, and you have clearance from the Supreme Commander--"
     "A purchasing agent is not subordinate to a cabinet minister? Are you from Mars?"
     "Actually Israel, sir."
     "Would you stop calling me sir?"
     "I thought you called me, sir."
     "I mean quit calling me that!"
     "What? Sir? I'm sorry, I thought you were male."
     "You stay right where you are, Director. I'll be right over."
     "That wasn't so hard, was it, Guy? I mean, it's you who wants to talk with me, not the other way around."
     Click.

p.277 "And how did you come to faith, sir?"
     "Nothing dramatic, I'm afraid. I have always been religious, but Rayford and Mac and Abdullah all urged me to at least consider the writings of Dr. Ben-Judah. Finally I did. You know what reached me? His assessment of the difference between religion and Christianity."
     "I know it well," Buck said, "if you're referring to his contention is man's attempt to reach God, while Jesus is God's attempt to reach man."

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Left Behind #5: Apollyon
by Tim LaHaye and Jerry B. Jenkins

p.70 And the elder said, 'These are the ones who come out of the great tribulation, and washed their robes and made them white in the blood of the Lamb.'

p.74-75 With the singsong cadence necessary to keep the interpreters on pace, Fortunato addressed the crowd anew. "As supreme commander of the Global Community and as one who has personally benefited from his supernatural ability to perform miracles, it shall be my pleasure in a moment to introduce you to His Excellency, Global Community potentate Nicolae Carpathia!"
     Fortunato had ended with a flourish, as if expecting cheering and applause. He stood smiling and -- to Buck's mind -- embarrassed and perturbed when no one responded. No one even moved. Every eye was on Fortunato except Tsion's.
     Leon quickly gathered himself. "His Excellency will personally welcome you, but first I would like to introduce the revered head of the new Enigma Babylon One World Faith, the supremem pontiff, Pontifex Maximus, Peter the Second!"
     Fortunato swept grandly back, beckoning to the helicopter, from which emerged the comical figure of the man Buck knew as Peter Mathews, former archbishop of Cincinnati. He had become pope briefly after the disappearance of the previous pontiff but was now the amalgamator of nearly every religion on the globe save Judaism and Christianity.
     Mathews had somehow emerged from the helicopter with style, despite being garbed in the most elaborate clerical garb Buck had ever seen. "What in the world is that?" Chloe said.
     Buck watched agape as Peter the Second lifted his hands to the crowd and turned slowly in a circle as if to include everybody in his pompous and pious greeting. He wore a high, peaked cap with an infinity symbol on the front and a floor-length, iridescent yellow robe with a long train and billowy sleeves. His vestments were bedecked with huge, inlaid, brightly colored stones and appointed with tassels, woven cords, and bright blue, crushed velvet stripes, six on each sleeve, as if he had earned some sort of a double doctorate from the Black Light Discotheque University. Buck covered his moth to stifle a laugh. When Mathews turned around, he revealed astrological signs on the train of his robe.
     His hands moved in circles as if to bless everyone, and Buck wondered how he felt about hearing nothing from the audience. Would Carpathia dare face this indifference, this hostility?

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Left Behind #2: Tribulation Force
by Tim LaHaye and Jerry B. Jenkins

p.131 "I am motivated by truth and justice," Buck said flatly.
     "Ah, and the American way!' Carpathia said. "Just like Superman!"
     "More like Clark Kent," Buck said. "I'm just a mild-mannered reporter for a great metropolitan weekly."

p.138 Buck felt as if he had won the lottery in a society where money was useless.

p.389 Despite the billions of people who populate this planet, you can put a postcard in the mail with just a few distinctions on it, and I will be the only person to receive it. You eliminate much of the world when you send it to Israel. You narrow it more when it comes to Jerusalem. You cut the potential recipients to a tiny fraction when it goes to a certain street, a certain number, a certain apartment, and then, with my first and last name, you have singled me out of billions."