And history s fingers never relax their grip, never leave us unmolested, can touch us even when we would never imagine their presence.


Chapter 11: 'Fifty Thousand Miles From Palestine' (page 464) - The Great War for Civilization (2005)


And history s fingers never relax their grip, never leave us unmolested, can touch us even when we would never imagine their presence.

And history s fingers never relax their grip, never leave us unmolested, can touch us even when we would never imagine their presence.

And history s fingers never relax their grip, never leave us unmolested, can touch us even when we would never imagine their presence.

And history s fingers never relax their grip, never leave us unmolested, can touch us even when we would never imagine their presence.