Quotes from Three Day Road

Joseph Boyden ·  384 pages

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“We all fight on two fronts, the one facing the enemy, the one facing what we do to the enemy.”
― Joseph Boyden, quote from Three Day Road


“This memory, this pretty little stone, I examine it with my eyes closed tight. Turn it over in my fingers.”
― Joseph Boyden, quote from Three Day Road


“In school, it got so that Elijah learned to talk his way out of anything, gave great long speeches so that his words snaked themselves like vines around the nuns until they could no longer move, [...].”
― Joseph Boyden, quote from Three Day Road


“I can see that Elijah knows exactly what Thompson’s asking. Thompson is asking if Elijah likes killing. Elijah considers it for a moment. ‘It’s in my blood,’ he finally says.”
― Joseph Boyden, quote from Three Day Road


“I would give my left arm to fly in one of those aeroplanes...”
― Joseph Boyden, quote from Three Day Road



“You are a hookimaw. Happiness is not yours to have.”
― Joseph Boyden, quote from Three Day Road


About the author

Joseph Boyden
Born place: in Canada
Born date October 31, 1966
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