“At night they emerge from the water, stalking over the grassy field, leaving bits of themselves on the ground. They gather at my bedside – Bum, Harold, David, the father I’d known before the war, and my neighbor Mr. Lang… — Lee Thomas Copy Share Image
“Cruelty is not taught. It is as certain as a compass point. One can be instructed in the specifics of cruelty, like one can… — Lee Thomas Copy Share Image
“Over the years I had convinced myself that brutality required motive, but this is a fool’s deceit. Cruelty is the motive; religion and politics… — Lee Thomas Copy Share Image
“If Bobby had to guess, he’d say that killing folks was some kind of sickness where imagination and emotion got all mixed up. If” — Lee Thomas Copy Share Image
“No real ghosts, Ted told himself. Memories were the only ghosts adults had: Memories and regrets.” — Lee Thomas Copy Share Image
“The priest’s deep brown eyes reminded Nicky of the bayou: light reflected on their surface, but dark things moved beneath.” — Lee Thomas Copy Share Image
“At night they emerge from the water, stalking over the grassy field, leaving bits of themselves on the ground. They gather at my bedside… — Lee Thomas Copy Share Image
“They pushed closer. Chest to chest. Belly to belly. Two edges of a wound needing to heal.” — Lee Thomas Copy Share Image
“In politics and in war, monsters are defined by which side of a fight a man claims. He is still a man to those… — Lee Thomas Copy Share Image
