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“All the accounts of the burial of Jesus are somber, laced through with the silence of grief, the shock that violence does to one's soul, even experienced vicariously in the body of another who is loved. They are written as though they are dirges, laments hidden in the silences and spaces between the words.”
― Megan McKenna, And Morning Came: Scriptures of the Resurrection

“gas. I could look it up and get back to you, if you like.”
― Todd Borg, Tahoe Killshot

“Jake, this isn’t your fault, okay? The guy got away; there’s nothing you could have done.” “We could have tied him to the chair,” Jake said. “Well, there’s that. But we’re new at this, and we’re learning. We have to have a curve.” “You’re a really nice boss,” he said. “I’m not your boss,” she said. “Sure you’re not. You’re just the one who gives us orders, the one we all turn to when we have no idea what to do, the one who pulls everything together and organizes us. But you’re totally not our boss.” “As long as we’re clear on that,” Caprice said. Jake laughed. “I’m serious, Caprice, I think you have some kind of latent talent as either a cop or a terrorist. You’re scary good at this stuff. It’s like you automatically know what to ask these guys. I mean, McKenna has her talents when it comes to incapacitating and causing pain, but she had no idea what to do with the guy after we caught him. She got him to tell her his address, which we already knew, and then he got away.” “I know you’re trying to be nice, but I don’t want to hear this. This isn’t my thing; this isn’t me. This is temporary. I’m filling a need, and that’s all. When Alex is back on his feet…” “What?” Jake interrupted. “You’re going to hand over the reins of the club and go quietly into the night? You couldn’t stop yourself from arguing with him before you took over. How are you going to do that now that you’ve had a taste of power?” “You make me sound like some kind of control freak. The truth is that I’ll be relieved when Alex comes back.”
― Vanessa Gray Bartal, Vigilante Vengeance

“live with being a size zero.” “I don’t care what size you are so long as it’s you.” “Aw, say stuff like that and I might have to kiss you, McKenna.” Raj’s lips, however, were”
― Nikki Jefford, Entangled

“All people under severe stress find a giant friendly dog to be a comfort.”
― Todd Borg, Tahoe Blue Fire

“Your highness I do not believe I have ever seen anyone as beautiful as you are. All of Russia will be filled with pride today at the sight of her new empress.”
― Kathleen McKenna Hewtson, The Empress of Tears

“It is at times like these that I have a powerful perceptual shift about luck and fate and the chaotic randomness of life. Those of us who have so-called normal lives without undue stress and fear and worry and pain rarely know how fortunate we are. Then we see a man like Adam who’s famous even if unemployed and who lives at his sister’s house and struggles to manage, and we’re tempted to think he should snap out of it. He’s obviously intelligent, and he has no apparent disabilities. So we think, you’re smart, go out and get a job, and make yourself a normal life. Then we learn that the man has Traumatic Brain Injury and medical issues that can rip normalcy in two, and we realize that one of the main problems is in ourselves for failing to consider that not all other people have our good fortune of functioning bodies and brains, with emotional and psychological landscapes that are level and fertile and stable and predictable.”
― Todd Borg, Tahoe Blue Fire

“Those institutions—the so-called “industrial schools,” orphanages and “Magdalene” laundries—were run by certain religious orders in Ireland for the better part of a century, and were little more than places of slave labor, from which the Roman Catholic Church profited substantially at the expense of orphaned children, or children forcibly removed from single mothers. The cruelty and inhumanity of such regimes only came to light in the early 1990s. The last such institution was closed in 1996.”
― Christina McKenna, The Misremembered Man

“The fitting room was small and Jamie felt like an elephant in a shoebox.”
― Christina McKenna, The Misremembered Man

“Scream silently in your prayer; remember the pain of others.”
― Megan McKenna, And Morning Came: Scriptures of the Resurrection

“bookmobile,”
― Cara McKenna, Hard Time

“She was a dedicated churchgoer, devoted do-gooder, and throbbing artery of village gossip. She sharpened her tongue on the loose lives of others and judged each member of the community by the dazzling light of her own unattainable standards.”
― Christina McKenna, The Misremembered Man

“All I know is, she is the wild warrior goddess with the flaming sword of righteousness. Do not mess with her, man, or she will fuck you up.”
― Shannon McKenna, One Wrong Move

“Lack of vigilance will get you killed. A McCloud creed that he seemed to have internalized.”
― Shannon McKenna, One Wrong Move

“It’s a sign of weakness to feel stuff, in prison. To care. To admit you’re lonely, or sad, or that you’re aching for somebody. Writing to you was the only time I got to get that stuff out of me. I just wrote down whatever needed to come out.”
“I think you may be the most romantic man I’ve ever met.”
“Give yourself some credit. I don’t write letters like that to just anybody.”
― Cara McKenna, Hard Time

“Maybe your hands would be on my ass or my hips, and I’d feel them begging me for more. Deeper. Harder. Faster. I’d give you that … Then I’d show you with my mouth or hands how grateful I was.”
― Cara McKenna, Hard Time

“Whores wear read…
Pink’s just red with some cream mixed in, you silly slut.”
― Cara McKenna, Hard Time

“I’ll see you as the fates allow. Until then, I’m yours on these pages.”
― Cara McKenna, Hard Time

“I haven’t felt this in forever, and it’s hard to just shut if off.
Like you said, we don’t know each other. Only how we seem to make each other feel. But sometimes that feels like enough. So simple and right, when real life can feel far too messy.”
― Cara McKenna, Hard Time