“Tricky the paths a long love might follow, like the spiral down twists of a raindrop on a windowpane.”
― Kevin Barry, quote from City of Bohane
“One might trouble one's dainty snout with a whiff of the taleggio displayed in an artisanal cheese shop, or take a saucer of jasmine tea and a knuckle of fennel-scented snuff at a counter of buffed Big Nothing granite. But there was a want in these ladies yet, and it was for the rude life of youth.”
― Kevin Barry, quote from City of Bohane
“Mouth of teeth on him like a vandalised graveyard but we all have our crosses.”
― Kevin Barry, quote from City of Bohane
“It was one of those summers you’re nostalgic for even before it passes. Pale, bled skies. Thunderstorms in the night. Sour-smelling dawns. It brought temptation, and yearning, and ache – these are the summer things.”
― Kevin Barry, quote from City of Bohane
“Oh give us a grim Tuesday of December, with the hardwind taking schleps at our heads, and the rain coming slantways off that hideous fucking ocean, and the grapes nearly frozen off us, and dirty ice caked up top of the puddles, and we are not happy, exactly, but satisfied in our despair.”
― Kevin Barry, quote from City of Bohane
“It was Dominick Gleeson, aka Big Dom, editor of the city's only newspaper, the Bohane Vindicator. Of course, it was in no small part thanks to Logan Hartnett that the Vindicator remained the city's only newspaper. Its masthead solgan: 'Truth or Vengeance', as inked above a motif of two quarrelling ravens.”
― Kevin Barry, quote from City of Bohane
“Mouth of teeth on him like a vandalised graveyard but we all have our crosses. It”
― Kevin Barry, quote from City of Bohane
“wisps of steam like spectral maggots rose from their damp coats in the inn's fuggyheat”
― Kevin Barry, quote from City of Bohane
“The Bohane all the while ferried a drag of gravel and stones and the drag swirled drunkenly deep down – it had the sound of chains being swung.”
― Kevin Barry, quote from City of Bohane
Kevin Barry
Born place: Limerick, Ireland
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“A. MOLE’S SCONES Ingredients 4 oz flour or metric equivalent 2 oz butter or metric equivalent 2 oz sugar or metric equivalent 1 egg (eggs are still only eggs) Method Beat up all the ingredients. Make a tin greasy, throw it all in. Turn oven to number 5. Wait until scones are higher than they were. Should be 12 minutes, but keep opening oven door every 30 seconds.”
― Sue Townsend, quote from True Confessions of Adrian Albert Mole
“The world' is man's experience as it appears to, and is moulded by, his ego. It is that less abundant life, which is lived according to the dictates of the insulated self. It is nature denatured by the distorting spectacles of our appetites and revulsions. It is the finite divorced from the Eternal. It is multiplicity in isolation from its non-dual Ground. It is time apprehended as one damned thing after another. It is a system of verbal categories taking the place of the fathomlessly beautiful and mysterious particulars which constitute reality. It is a notion labelled 'God'. It is the Universe equated with the words of our utilitarian vocabulary.”
― Aldous Huxley, quote from The Devils of Loudun
“The scythe fell and lay in the grass like a lost smile.”
― Ray Bradbury, quote from The Halloween Tree
“You should really relax your shoulders more. You look better with a neck.”
― Julie Cross, quote from Whatever Life Throws at You
“A mundane lady had wandered up to them at Hatchard's book shop in London....James' family often went to Hatchard's all together, but when James and his father went alone, ladies quite often found a reason to wander over to them and strike up a conversation. Father told the lady that he spent his days hunting evil and rare first editions. Father could always find something to say to people, could always make them laugh. This seemed a strange, wondrous power to James, as impossible to achieve as it would be for him to shape-shift like a werewolf. James did not worry about ladies approaching Father. Father never once looked at any woman the way he looked at Mother, with joy and thanksgiving, as if she was a living wish, granted past all hope.”
― Cassandra Clare, quote from Nothing but Shadows
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