Quotes from City of Bohane

“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

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