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Soon enough the tears came but of course nobody came down to see if she was all right, it was just the slut in the kitchen who'd ruined their lives, getting drunk of neat gin and howling for her lost...

Patrick McGrath

Soon enough the tears came but of course nobody came down to see if she was all right, it was just the slut in the kitchen who'd ruined their lives, getting drunk of neat gin and howling for her lost...

Tags: alcohol, asylum, crying, gin, infidelity, loneliness, lonely, lover, lunatic, sadness

Various pieces of huge dark furniture constricted the passage, and the place smelled of boiled fish. I was shown into the parlor, where the gloom of that overcast day was filtered through windows curt...

Patrick McGrath

Various pieces of huge dark furniture constricted the passage, and the place smelled of boiled fish. I was shown into the parlor, where the gloom of that overcast day was filtered through windows curt...

Tags: fish, furniture, lace

About Author
Patrick McGrath may refer to:

Patrick McGrath (novelist) (born 1950), British novelist
Patrick Joseph McGrath (born 1945), Roman Catholic bishop to the Diocese of San Jose, CA
Patrick McGrath (psychologist) (born 1948), Canadian psychologist
Patrick McGrath (Irish politician) (died 1956), Irish Fianna Fáil politician
Patrick W. McGrath (died 2001), Irish Fine Gael politician
Patrick McGrath (Irish republican) (1894–1940)
Sir Patrick Thomas McGrath (1868–1929), Newfoundland politician
Patrick Rory McGrath (born 1956), British comedian, television personality, and writer

Nothing improper was occurring, on the surface, but she hadn't said a word about her new friend to Max; and by consistently failing to mention and event of significance in her day she was practising a...

Patrick McGrath

Nothing improper was occurring, on the surface, but she hadn't said a word about her new friend to Max; and by consistently failing to mention and event of significance in her day she was practising a...

Isolated people, those who live alone, are always conscious of their condition in the homes of families.

Patrick McGrath

Isolated people, those who live alone, are always conscious of their condition in the homes of families.

Tags: isolation, loneliness

Être éveillé, c’est souffrir; voila le sens profond de la vie.

Patrick McGrath

Être éveillé, c’est souffrir; voila le sens profond de la vie.

Her mouth was smeared with lipstick and her throat swung bagged and cross-hatched from a wrinkled knob of chin flanked by rouged jowls loosely depending from lumpy cheekbones. Powerful gusts of stale...

Patrick McGrath

Her mouth was smeared with lipstick and her throat swung bagged and cross-hatched from a wrinkled knob of chin flanked by rouged jowls loosely depending from lumpy cheekbones. Powerful gusts of stale...

We coexisted in a state of mutual detachment.

Patrick McGrath

We coexisted in a state of mutual detachment.

Tags: relationships

Solitude is a terrible thing, for it permits the imagination to picture, in detail, that which perhaps should never be articulated.

Patrick McGrath

Solitude is a terrible thing, for it permits the imagination to picture, in detail, that which perhaps should never be articulated.

Tags: solitude

Le donne romantiche, riflettei: non pensano mai al male che fanno in quella loro forsennata ricerca di esperienze forti. In quella loro infatuazione per la libertà.!

Patrick McGrath

Le donne romantiche, riflettei: non pensano mai al male che fanno in quella loro forsennata ricerca di esperienze forti. In quella loro infatuazione per la libertà.!

Our conversations were like sex, our sex like conversation.

Patrick McGrath

Our conversations were like sex, our sex like conversation.

Tags: sex

Hugo, she said, in a certain hurt tone that I knew well and enjoyed provoking, you can be most horribly rude when you choose. Why do you choose?

Patrick McGrath

Hugo, she said, in a certain hurt tone that I knew well and enjoyed provoking, you can be most horribly rude when you choose. Why do you choose?

Tags: rudeness

Di solito vogliono che tu tenga la bocca chiusa, a volte pretendono che gridi, e si aspettano che tu sappia la differenza. Era questo che trovava buffo.

Patrick McGrath

Di solito vogliono che tu tenga la bocca chiusa, a volte pretendono che gridi, e si aspettano che tu sappia la differenza. Era questo che trovava buffo.

Harry's voice had matured like old port wine, it was deep and rich and liquid.

Patrick McGrath

Harry's voice had matured like old port wine, it was deep and rich and liquid.

He wished only to live as a free man upon the fruits of his labor, and grow old in the natural rhythms of the earth; instead of which he was cursed, so he felt, always to be an object of disgust, or h...

Patrick McGrath

He wished only to live as a free man upon the fruits of his labor, and grow old in the natural rhythms of the earth; instead of which he was cursed, so he felt, always to be an object of disgust, or h...

Люблю сырость таких дней, сырость, сумрак и густые серые тучи, потому что лишь в такую погоду чувствую себя в ладу с миром.

Patrick McGrath

Люблю сырость таких дней, сырость, сумрак и густые серые тучи, потому что лишь в такую погоду чувствую себя в ладу с миром.

As we shook hands I wondered idly what her urine looked like.

Patrick McGrath

As we shook hands I wondered idly what her urine looked like.

All was strange in a fog, buildings grew vague, human beings groped and became lost, the landmarks, the compass points, by which they navigated melted into nothingness and the world was transfigured i...

Patrick McGrath

All was strange in a fog, buildings grew vague, human beings groped and became lost, the landmarks, the compass points, by which they navigated melted into nothingness and the world was transfigured i...

A tissue of small sounds filled the room, a bird, a clock, a voice from another garden. What we call silence.

Patrick McGrath

A tissue of small sounds filled the room, a bird, a clock, a voice from another garden. What we call silence.

This is the nature of people, they unerringly select as their victim the one who most needs their warmth.

Patrick McGrath

This is the nature of people, they unerringly select as their victim the one who most needs their warmth.

These are precisely the conditions that killed love, after first blighting its growth: squalor, fear, uncertainty, overfamiliarity.

Patrick McGrath

These are precisely the conditions that killed love, after first blighting its growth: squalor, fear, uncertainty, overfamiliarity.

Tags: love, uncertainty