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Her mom sometimes whispers in her daughter’s ear: “Never trust people who don’t have something in their lives that they love beyond all reason.”
What you create, others can destroy. Create anyway. Because in the end, it is between you and God. It was never between you and anyone else anyway.
“You never have the sort of friends you have when you’re fifteen ever again. Even if you keep them for the rest of your life, it’s never the same as it was then.”
Why does he care about hockey? Because his life will be silent without it.
Hockey is like faith. Religion is something between you and other people; it’s full of interpretations and theories and opinions. But faith . . . that’s just between you and God.
Everyone has a thousand wishes before a tragedy, but just one afterward.
When they were children everything was different. It feels like only yesterday, because it was.
She can’t explain why she cares about sports, because she’s learned that if you have to ask the question, you simply wouldn’t understand her answer.
The two men look at each other. Once upon a time they were mentor and pupil. Once upon a time the love between them was unshakeable. Times change.
People round here don’t always know the difference between right and wrong. But we know the difference between good and evil.”
David hates himself for not being better than his dad. That’s the job of sons.
