Border Crossing Quotes

[Tom] denies [Lauren] his attention in memory, as he did in life.

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

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.

The man needs to learn how to controll his anger, he is crossing a border here, and he has no right

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

[Lauren's] eyes were glazed, inward-looking. Like labour, Tom thought, the irony as sour as the mud on his tongue.

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

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.

Do you think confession's the only route to redemption?

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

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.

[Tom] was less than halfway across the causeway when the mist thickened.

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

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

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.