“I believe his lies, so he believes mine.' She turns and looks at me straight on. 'That's how it goes at the end of love.” — Paul Murray Copy Share Image
“When he gets up he spends an hour kicking and stamping on his French horn so he will not have to play it again.… — Paul Murray Copy Share Image
“Halley believed that a kiss was the beginning of a story, the story, good or bad, short or long, of an us, and once… — Paul Murray Copy Share Image
“History, in the end, is only another kind of story, and stories are different from the truth. The truth is messy and chaotic and… — Paul Murray Copy Share Image
“Fascinating ... The whole thing [the school dance] seems to work on a similar principle to a supercollider. You know, two streams of opposingly charged particles accelerated till they're just under the speed of light, and then crashed into each other? Only here alcohol, accentuated secondary sexual characteristics and primitive "rock and roll" beats take the place of velocity.” — Paul Murray Copy Share
“His wife is washed up against him, clinging lifelessly to his arm like seaweed, with no pretense of listening to the priest's small talk.” — Paul Murray Copy Share Image
“It doesn’t matter where you go though, nowhere feels big enough to contain you, even if you’re right in the middle of the mall it still somehow seems too shallow, like when you were younger and you tried to make your Transformers visit your Lego town, and they were just out of scale, it didn’t work – it’s like that,… — Paul Murray Copy Share
“-so that for these few moments it actually seems that Ruprecht could be right, that everything, or at least the small corner of everything that is the Seabrook Sports Hall, is resonating to the same chord, the same feeling, the one that over a lifetime you learn a million ways to camouflage but never quite to banish - the feeling… — Paul Murray Copy Share
“Some bruises you wear like badges of honour: when you got it playing rugby, or quad racing, or falling off something while drunk, no opportunity is lost to show off a good contusion. A bruise inflicted by someone else, however, is a whole other story: it's like a big flashing arrow marking you out as punchable, and before long there'll… — paul murray Copy Share
“For Guido the past, like a Third World country, was merely another resource to be exploited and abandoned when the time comes; and that… — Paul Murray Copy Share Image
“Life makes fools of us all sooner or later. But keep your sense of humor and you'll at least be able to take your… — Paul Murray Copy Share Image
“...the greatest victories are therefore never without the shadow of loss; every path you take, no matter how lofty or effulgent, aches not only… — Paul Murray Copy Share Image
“The labels on the little bottles and boxes do not tell you which one is the sleeping pill. Instead they have names, long strange… — Paul Murray Copy Share Image
