The fingers on his flesh told him he was loved, that he had always been loved, and that the world was a place where above all else things that were good would find a way to burrow into you. — Steven Galloway Copy Share Image
This is how....life happens. One small thing at a time. A series of inconsequential junctions, any or none of which can lead to salvation or disaster. There are no grand moments where a person does or does not perform the… — Steven Galloway Copy Share Image
Because civilization isn't a thing that you build and then there it is, you have it forever. It needs to be built constantly, recreated… — Steven Galloway Copy Share Image
A weapon does not decide whether or not to kill. A weapon is a manifestation of a decision that has already been made. — Steven Galloway Copy Share Image
She felt an enveloping happiness to be alive, a joy made stronger by the certainty that someday it would all come to an end.… — Steven Galloway Copy Share Image
Most argument, and in fact most conflict, has nothing to do with the present. It's always about the past or the future. People can't… — Steven Galloway Copy Share Image
“The men on the hills told her that she hated them, and they did everything they could to make it true. She did not… — Steven Galloway Copy Share Image
“The opportunity to die was everywhere, and it just wasn't surprising when that opportunity became an event.” — Steven Galloway Copy Share Image
“He knows the sniper will fire again, but he isn't afraid. At this moment fear doesn't exist. There's no such thing as bravery. There… — Steven Galloway Copy Share Image
“Arrow let the slow pulse of the vibrating strings flood into her. She felt the lament raise a lump in her throat, fought back… — Steven Galloway Copy Share Image
