“What did grown men see in the rattle of sticks, the slashing of steel over ice and hockey sweaters worn way beyond funk?” — Steve Vernon Copy Share Image
“My first jailbreak began when a coarse-toothed mechanic’s file crashed through the window of the Deeper Harbour Police Station at two in the morning.… — Steve Vernon Copy Share Image
“So as near as I could tell the end of the world began roughly about the time that Billy Carver’s butt rang about halfway… — Steve Vernon Copy Share Image
“It is midnight in the hard part of town. The mask is itching like it always does. The ragged end of my cape is… — Steve Vernon Copy Share Image
“At the end of the day this is nothing more than a blog. It's nice to hit them high notes - but REALLY -… — Steve Vernon Copy Share Image
“We all learn to carry so much unnecessary regret. We drag it around behind ourselves and wear it sewn into the inner lining of… — Steve Vernon Copy Share Image
“There were a lot of them - so many promises washed up like waves on the rocky beach, only to be pulled away just… — Steve Vernon Copy Share Image
“I wondered if that was how the world went round - nothing more than eight billion strangers sitting together and telling each other stories… — Steve Vernon Copy Share Image
“I've been hearing about how good and kind and merciful that old boy is upstairs, but I've read the Old Testament. You just take… — Steve Vernon Copy Share Image
“What did grown men see in the rattle of sticks, the slashing of steel over ice and hockey sweaters worn way beyond funk?” — Steve Vernon Copy Share Image
