“It was the same fearful excitement we felt when we happened to drive through what Mummer considered a bad part of London and found ourselves lost in a maze of terraces that sat shoulder to shoulder with industrial plants and… — Andrew Michael Hurley Copy Share Image
“It was a safari park of degradation. What a world without God looked like.” — Andrew Michael Hurley Copy Share Image
“Like most drunks, Billy bypassed the small talk and slapped his bleeding, broken heart into my palm like a lump of raw beef.” — Andrew Michael Hurley Copy Share Image
“An astonishing, curdled smell that had subtle layers of foulness for the nose to explore.” — Andrew Michael Hurley Copy Share Image
“And then it came to him. He had been wrong about everything. God was missing. He had never been here. And if He had… — Andrew Michael Hurley Copy Share Image
“When I looked at Farther I saw that work and school were really no different. One merely became qualified to pass from one system… — Andrew Michael Hurley Copy Share Image
“I often thought there was too much time there. That the place was sick with it. Haunted by it. Time didn't leak away as… — Andrew Michael Hurley Copy Share Image
“Here was the wild God who made nature heave and bellow. The violent shadow that followed Jesus through his tender ministry and could test… — Andrew Michael Hurley Copy Share Image
“We drove out of London, heading north through the East Midlands and across Yorkshire to Lancashire. I sat in the back with Monro wedged… — Andrew Michael Hurley Copy Share Image
“The poor sod. Apparently he lost it when his wife died. Ended up sectioned in some hospital near Preston, where I always imagined him… — Andrew Michael Hurley Copy Share Image
“It's gone now, demolished to make way for flats, and much lamented by those who remember it, but I always thought Saint Jude's was… — Andrew Michael Hurley Copy Share Image
“Outside, as well as in, Moorings felt like a place that had been repeatedly abandoned. A place that had failed.” — Andrew Michael Hurley Copy Share Image
“I often thought there was too much time there. That the place was sick with it. Haunted by it. Time didn’t leak away as… — Andrew Michael Hurley Copy Share Image
