Tom

“A man may rot like an egg: His shell does not show it, but all that is within him has gone foul.”
― Josiah Bancroft, The Hod King

“The crest is meant to resemble a gold seal on white stationery, I believe, but it looks remarkably like a urine stain on a bedsheet,”
― Josiah Bancroft, The Hod King

“Second, and even more impressively, they became the first side in top-flight history to score in every league game, a record that’s been unfairly – if understandably – overshadowed by the Invincibles campaign.”
― Michael Cox, The Mixer: The Story of Premier League Tactics, from Route One to False Nines

“When I was sixteen, I made the discovery – love. All at once and much, much too completely. It was like you suddenly turned a blinding light on something that had always been half in shadow, that’s how it struck the world for me. But I was unlucky. Deluded. There was something different about the boy, a nervousness, a softness and tenderness which wasn’t like a man’s, although he wasn’t the least bit effeminate-looking – still – that thing was there … He came to me for help. I didn’t know that. I didn’t find out anything till after our marriage when we’d run away and come back and all I knew was I’d failed him in some mysterious way and wasn’t able to give the help he needed but couldn’t speak of! He was in the quicksands and clutching at me – but I wasn’t holding him out, I was slipping in with him! I didn’t know that. I didn’t know anything except I loved him unendurably but without being able to help him or help myself. Then I found out. In”
― Tennessee Williams, A Streetcar Named Desire