Jeremiah Fisher Quotes Novels & Stories

“We're a great company. Right?” I looked between them. Geoffrey was an easygoing, loud, constantly talking and Jeremiah was a quiet, observant who said only what mattered It was an odd combination but it wasn’t not a bad one. I guess? “I don’t know,” I admitted. “Don’t overthink it,” Jeremiah said. “Just say yes.” I hesitated for another second. “Okay fine, don’t make me regret it though.” His grin widened instantly. “See? That wasn’t hard. Was it?”

"I understand that you were behind all the hot topics recently, so I know how money-hungry you are, Mr. Fisher. That said, what I can't understand is why you'd fabricate trash like this. "If the topic isn't removed in two minutes, the video I just sent will go straight to your wife. As soon as she finds out about your illegitimate child, you're finished. Think twice." When Aiden finished reading the message, he shouted at the reporter, "Quick—my heart medication! Bring it to me now!" The reporter was stunned. What got Aiden so worked up that he needed his heart pills? "Mr. Fisher, calm down… Seraphine's not getting out of this this time—the homewrecker title will be hers forever!"

“I said that's more than enough now.” I met his gaze as I began, “You don’t know—” “I know everything.” “Then why are you defending him?” My voice cracked despite me hating it. Jeremiah’s gaze flicked to Nina, then back to me. “Because the world isn’t as simple as you want it to be, Jonathan.” His voice lowered, almost filled with regret as he said, “You always see things like they are black and white. In your books there's rarely ever a middle ground. Except when it came to your wife, because you love her. But you never gave that benefit of doubt to anyone else." He sighed, "You don’t know and don’t understand everything,” Jeremiah said quietly, “So don’t say something you’ll regret.”

It’s not as miserable here as those in the villages tend to make people think. “I don’t get it.” Jerim shakes his head and then drops his elbows to his knees, hunching over. I don’t want the other feeders to see him so distraught but we needed to talk in private, and I didn’t want to use telepathy. “Maybe I should resign.” “Don’t be ridiculous.” That’s the last thing we need. He turns to look at me over his shoulder. “Well, I clearly don’t know how to help these people, and I can’t let my pride be their downfall.”

So she will be comfortable. “I am stepping down as CEO.” Jerome sits forward, looking between me and Carter. “What? Why?” he asks in disbelief and I can see he is starting to panic so I stand and move closer to him and take his hand, releasing some of my energy to him and he calms down. Dani mouths thank you, and I smile at her. “Well, with me being a hybrid, it would make me a hypocrite to keep fishing when our people need the fish to survive.” He says and I stay silent because I know that everyone in this room knows that is true.

It was a testament to all the fortunes which he had made over his years on Earth. ‘’Man must not live by bread alone, but by every word that proceeds from the word of God voiced out. ‘’I can never be a party to that nonsense’’He said. ‘’Only fools listen to the words of Jesus Christ’’A voice from behind the curtain said to him. It was Reuben, Mr.Jeremiah’s assassin, who had been working with him for more than a decade. ‘’If I had listened to Jesus Christ’s words, I wouldn’t have been where I am today. Jeremiah said.

He was already looking toward the entrance, and I could see from the back of his head that he'd spotted something—someone—that had accelerated his desire to be out of the car. "Have a good day," I said. He grabbed his bag. "You too." He paused with his hand on the door handle and turned back briefly. "Dad. The speech tonight. You're going to be good." I looked at him. "Dr. Fisher says that saying the true thing is always the right thing even when it's scary," he said. "She says it to me a lot. I think it works for dads too." "I think you're right," I said.

Leah said. “Henry Fisher, Henry Fisher,” Jeremy murmured before it dawned on him. “You said he died several years ago. I saw Henry Fisher last two years, looking sickly and feeble. It was as though a mighty man had fallen,” Jeremy said, struggling to sit up. Leah helped him up. “Maybe it's another Henry Fisher you're talking about,” Leah said. “Maybe. The Jeremy Fisher I'm referring to was a prominent business man too who fell from glory due to his ill health. Hold on,” Jeremy said, bringing out his phone from his pocket. After scrolling through his gallery, he handed it to Leah. “Here's his picture.”

"You're still young and energetic. You think you can go up against anyone. Because of that immature thought your death is staring you right in your face. But why can't you see it?" "You're a man of great insight, but why can't you see how fearless I am?" Jerome returned, his tone dripping with sheer sarcasm. "Thank you for the fair criticism. But not everyone in this world is that obedient. I'm going to keep fighting for what's right. I'll take the risk. Only those as brave as I am can handle the corrupt elites. Don't you agree? So if you intend to fire me. Then do it quickly. If not, then excuse me, I've got a murderer to find."