El tema, escribió él, es el dolor. Cuánto acumulo, cuánto esquivo.
Dave watched him standing up at the bar, chatting with one of the old dockworkers as he waited for his drinks, Dave thinking the guys in here knew what it was to be men. Men without doubts, men who ne...
I won the parental lottery. Most of the kids I grew up with either came from really fractured homes, or really violent ones. I went home to a very traditional, good Irish Catholic family.
There are so many more important things to worry about than how you're perceived by strangers.
Your first family is your blood family and you always be true to that. That means something. But there's another family and that's the kind you go out and find. Maybe even by accident sometimes. And t...
What they didn’t tell you about absolute power was that it was never absolute; the instant you had it, someone had already lined up to try to take it away. Princes could sleep soundly, but never kings...
Todo pasa. Tarde o temprano.
She had the air of someone clinging to a wall of soap.
SUN WAS in the room when he woke. He sat up and looked toward the bars, but the bars weren’t there. Just a window, lower than it should have been until he realized he was up
Permitidme que os invite a un trago antes de la guerra.
Over his mother's shoulder, Jimmy saw his father stumble out of the house, his clothes wrinkled and his face puffy with sleep or booze or both...His mother followed Jimmy's gaze and when she looked ba...
New Music, I guess, is all those bands Angie listens to. They have names like Depeche Mode and The Smiths and all they sound the same to me - like a bunch of skinny white British nerds on Thorazine. T...
Me obligué a mantener la vista sobre esas imágenes, a no apartar los ojos de ellas; y muy pronto, la mirada se concentró en la foto número veintiuno de la misma manera en que se vería monopolizada por...
He was broad-shouldered, dark-haired and dark-eyed; more than once, women had been noted openly regarding him, and not just immigrant women or those who smoked in public.
He looked back at the page, got one last glimpse before the match blew itself out.Going to find you today, Andrew. If I don't owe Dolores my life, I owe her that much, at least.Going to find you.Going...
Happiness made Marv anxious because he knew it didn't last. But happiness destroyed was worth wrapping your arms around because it always hugged you back.
Grief, he said, is carnivorous.
Do you know the primary difference between men and gods? No, sir. Gods don’t think they can become men.
Chuck said, Fuck if I know.Cawley stepped up beside them. Quite similar to our clinical conclusion.
Brian joking that if there was one place in the city where the locals didn’t need help learning how to shoot—or dodge—bullets, it was Dorchester.