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  • #1
    Yael van der Wouden
    “What was joy, anyway. What was the worth of happiness that left behind a crater thrice the size of its impact.”
    Yael van der Wouden, The Safekeep

  • #2
    Douglas   Stuart
    “Rain was a natural state of Glasgow. It kept the grass green and the people pale and bronchial.”
    Douglas Stuart, Shuggie Bain

  • #3
    Douglas   Stuart
    “The morning light was the colour of too-milky tea. It snuck into the bedsit like a sly ghost, crossing the carpet and inching slowly up his bare legs.”
    Douglas Stuart, Shuggie Bain

  • #4
    Douglas   Stuart
    “To Shuggie, the aunties who came to visit were often worse. It was like Agnes’s worse qualities went out and found a friend.”
    Douglas Stuart, Shuggie Bain

  • #5
    Douglas   Stuart
    “No, hen, we’re drinking piss-cold tea,” scolded Bridie. “It’s only ye who’s neckin’ vodka like it was tap water.”
    Douglas Stuart, Shuggie Bain

  • #6
    Douglas   Stuart
    “I’ve never liked those AA places. They attract the lowest kind of people. God gave you a will. You should use it to save yourself.”
    Douglas Stuart, Shuggie Bain

  • #7
    Douglas   Stuart
    “She’s never going to get off the drink.” Shuggie was staring into the swampy broth. “She might. I just have to try harder to help her.”
    Douglas Stuart, Shuggie Bain

  • #8
    Douglas   Stuart
    “Shuggie watched her and said under his breath, “Why can’t I be enough?” But she wasn’t listening.”
    Douglas Stuart, Shuggie Bain

  • #9
    Douglas   Stuart
    “He let her cry, he let her talk, and he didn’t contradict her when she made him fine promises he knew she would be unable to keep.”
    Douglas Stuart, Shuggie Bain

  • #10
    George Saunders
    “He came out of nothingness, took form, was loved, was always bound to return to nothingness.”
    George Saunders, Lincoln in the Bardo

  • #11
    George Saunders
    “Some blows fall too heavy upon those too fragile.”
    George Saunders, Lincoln in the Bardo



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