Love not often, but forever.
To be a mother is to live in fear. Fear of death, of sickness, of loss, of accidents, of strangers, of the Black Man, or simply those small everyday things that somehow manage to hurt us most: the loo...
There’s an old Northlands saying that goes like this: When lies don’t help. try telling the truth. Loki knew it well, of course, but preferred his own version, which was: When lies don’t help, tell be...
Nat Parson says it's the devil's mark.Nat Parson's a gobshite.Maddy was torn between a natural feeling of sacrilege and a deep admiration of anyone who dared call a parson 'gobshite.
We leave no trace as we pass on. Ghostlike, we cast no shadow.
Not that a promise means much to a demon - or a god.
Nothing dreamed is ever lost, and nothing lost forever.
Our lives are like these things I make. Turn 'em, build 'em, bake 'em in fire. That's what you've been, son. Baked and fired. But a pot don't have the right to choose whether he be for water, wine, or...
The dead know everything but they don't give a damn.
Their love was something which coloured the air between them like sunlight.
The wind always brings us back to the same wall
There was a quote he could not quite remember, something about the past being an island surrounded by time. He had missed the last boat to the island.
You may be a foreigner, but you have the heart of a Frenchman.
So much of his life seemed to be like this now, a blur of days without anything to define them from each other, like episodes of a soap he watched out of habit, even though none of the characters inte...
Some people spend the whole of their lives sitting waiting for one train, only to find that they never even made it to the station.
Some things can be both real and imaginary at the same time, . . . some lies can be true, . . . broken faith may be restored.
We’re gods, not saints. Everyone lies. Everyone cheats. Everyone scores off everyone else.
Sometimes survival is the worst alternative there is
Wisdom isn't everything. Survival requires an element of trickery, Chaos, subterfuge. All qualities I possess (if I may say so) in abundance.
That wind. I see it's blowing now. Furtive but commanding, it has dictated every move we've ever made. My mother felt it, and so do I - even here, even now - as it sweeps us like leaves into his backs...
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