Border Crossing Quotes

I don't know why I killed her, I didn't know then and I don't know now. And I don't know how to live with it.

The boy [Danny] looked like a baby: purple faced, wet hair, that drowned look of a newborn, cast up on to its mother's suddenly creased and spongy belly.

You wring a chicken's neck, you don't expect to find it running round the yard next morning, do you?

A rasp and flare as [Danny] struck the match. A doubled reflection of the flame appeared in his eyes, whose pupils had not contracted, as one would have expected, but grown large, as if starved for light.

...he'd seen the boy's [Danny's] body hang suspended... an umbilical cord of silver bubbles linking his slack mouth to the air.

[Tom] was fed up to the back teeth with being a walking, talking sperm bank.

When we got married, you didn't even want kids. It was... you and me.

It was extraordinarily distracting: this feeling of a pivotal moment in his own life being played out in front of an uninvited audience.

Danny was a bottomless pit. He wanted other people to fill him, only in the process the other people ended up drained.

The fired burnt furiously, piled high with logs. Danny had dragged the log basket onto the hearth rug and was kneeling beside it, a log in each hand, watching the fire burn.

I thought he was one of the most dangerous boys we've ever had through the school.

...the horror of the images impossible to connect with the child he'd just left.

[Danny] was very, very good at getting people to step across that invisible border. Lambs to the slaughter.

A second later, the water enclosed him in a coffin of ice.

They'd awoken that morning to a curious stillness. Clouds sagged over the river, and there was mist like sweat over the mudflats.