Donal Ryan

“I wish to God I could talk to her the way she wants me to, besides forever making her guess what I’m…

— Donal Ryan

All talk is lies in a way. Only the doing of a thing can make it true.

— Donal Ryan

“The ways of some things are set, like the courses of rivers or the greenness of grass, or the trouble that follows…

— Donal Ryan

There's no man on this earth can even be assured he'll have a next day.

— Donal Ryan

“How would I know what Jesus would have done? That fella was a mass of contradictions as far as I can see.…

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People are better inside in your head. When you're longing for them, they're perfect.

— Donal Ryan

“I kind of thought actually that Trevor was gone completely mental when he called up here a few weeks ago. Like, why…

— Donal Ryan

“Drunk, he was leering and silent and mostly asleep. Sober, he was a watcher, a horror of a man who missed nothing…

— Donal Ryan

“Bernadette never went to Mass; she was a fundamentalist Christian. Mother often said she only used religion as a framework for her…

— Donal Ryan

“Even so, a lie in print looks truer than the truth sounds from the mouth of a fool.”

— Donal Ryan

“The Englishman's story seemed unlikely; there had to be a God. Who would have made everything otherwise?”

— Donal Ryan

That's the thing about December: it goes by you in a flash. If you just close your eyes, it's gone. And it's…

— Donal Ryan

“They loved him, or loved the thought of him, what they thought he was: a man who could easily have had a…

— Donal Ryan

“That time is long gone. But aren't we still the same people?”

— Donal Ryan

“and wasn't it an awful dangerous thing, a text message, because once you pressed that little send button, that was it. Like…

— Donal Ryan