I loved this woman the way you love ... well, nothing," he said, a note of suprise in his voice. "You canโt compare that kind of love to anything, can you? Itโs its own unique gift.
Dennis LehaneCatch me on a good day, I think half of my books aren't too bad. Catch me on a bad day, I think I've never written a good line.
Dennis LehaneWhat's your name?" "Emma Gould," she said. "What's yours?" "Wanted." "By all the girls or just the law?
Dennis LehaneMy daughter squealed again and both Bubba and I winced. Itโs not an attractive sound, that. Itโs high-pitched and it enters your ear canals like hot glass. No matter how much I love my daughter, I will never love her squealing. Or maybe I will. Maybe I do. Driving down 93, I realized once and for all, that I love the things that chafe. The things that fill me with stress so total I canโt remember when a block of it didnโt rest on top of my heart. I love what, if broken, canโt be repaired. What, if lost canโt be replaced. I love my burdens.
Dennis Lehane