Sometimes at night, when I wake up real late, I can hear my dad talking to God. He whispers, but I still hear him. I even hear him crying sometimes, when God says something sad. — Jeff Lemire Copy Share Image
Sometimes at night, when I wake up real late, I can hear my dad talking to God. He whispers, but I still hear him.… — Jeff Lemire Copy Share Image
“People say you can always count on family. But I think that's a lie. I'm starting to think that the only one we can… — Jeff Lemire Copy Share Image
I have always loved telling stories about families. I love the idea of people who may not choose to be together, but are nonetheless… — Jeff Lemire Copy Share Image
There's only two ways to be completely alone in this world, lost in a crowd or in total isolation... — Jeff Lemire Copy Share Image
“The scrape of the skates on the ice. The smell of musty old equipment. The black puck stains on the boards. To the uninitiated… — Jeff Lemire Copy Share Image
“They say the city gets in your blood, but that's crap. The city doesn't become part of you... you become part of it. It… — Jeff Lemire Copy Share Image
