“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 it should. There was nowhere for it to go and no modernity to hurry it along.” — 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 it should. There was nowhere for it to go and no modernity to hurry it along.… — 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
“Hell was a place ruled by the logic of children. Schadenfreude that lasted for eternity.” — Andrew Michael Hurley Copy Share Image
“It was the same fearful excitement we felt when we happened to drive through what Mummer considered a bad part of London and found… — Andrew Michael Hurley Copy Share Image
