“The nobleman fell to his knees. 'Sir, come down to my son ere he die.' His old face. His love for his… — Niall Williams Faith Copy Share Image
A truly extraordinary work: vivid, passionate and utterly compelling. The Sound of One Hand Clapping is raw as a wound. It opens… — Niall Williams Copy Share Image
“Briefly everything was stopped, as if a hand had reached out and paused the world in its turning. She stood by the… — Niall Williams Copy Share Image
“Fortunately, at that time, Ireland wasn’t in the world. So we weren’t in the World War. Old Roundrims came up with that.… — Niall Williams Irish Copy Share Image
“The skies we slept under were too uncertain for forecasts. They came and went on the moody gusts of the Atlantic, bringing… — Niall Williams Copy Share Image
“That’s the thing about boys. Maybe just Irish boys. Boys have No Go Areas, they have an entire geography of places you… — Niall Williams Boys Copy Share Image
“My father's hand found the door locked. His calls to my mother went unanswered. He beat with his fists and called out… — Niall Williams Father Copy Share Image
