“After killing the red-haired man, I took myself off to Quinn’s for an oyster supper.” — Michael Cox Fiction Copy Share Image
“The summer passed quietly. I busied myself as best I could, reading a good deal.” — Michael Cox Books Copy Share Image
“But who ever heeds the voice of reason when love whispers, softly persuasive, in the other ear?” — Michael Cox Love Copy Share Image
“I long for sleep, and for soft English rain. But they do not come.” — Michael Cox Long sleep Copy Share Image
“I think much of her - I mean my mother - and of how alike we were, and how we were both… — Michael Cox Copy Share Image
“I had retained little of what is generally called religion, except for a visceral conviction that our lives are controlled by some… — Michael Cox Faith Copy Share Image
“It is trite to speak of a broken heart. Hearts are not broken; they continue to beat, the blood still courses, even… — Michael Cox Betrayal Copy Share Image
“The boundaries of this world are forever shifting – from day to night, joy to sorrow, love to hate, and from life… — Michael Cox Alteration Copy Share Image
