The Hunter's Prayer Quotes

“There was a mattress in the small front yard and the smell of rotting food. The house looked like it needed some work, even in the forgiving glow of the streetlights. He’d done business over the years with the people-smuggling rackets and he couldn’t believe this was what the immigrants were all so desperate to reach.”
― Kevin Wignall, The Hunter's Prayer

“Everyone wanted her to be happy; that was the lie of their age, that being happy was the goal. Take the pills, be happy, forget that the sky had been torn from the world this summer. But she was a country at war, its territory invaded, citizens slaughtered, fighting for its survival.”
― Kevin Wignall, The Hunter's Prayer

“consoling himself with the thought that one day,”
― Kevin Wignall, The Hunter's Prayer

“He hadn’t judged her, though, nor had he condemned her. He’d simply seen the point she’d reached, beyond ever redeeming herself. Maybe”
― Kevin Wignall, The Hunter's Prayer

“It didn’t matter, though, how weakly sentimental the catalyst had been, only that he’d been receptive to it.”
― Kevin Wignall, The Hunter's Prayer

“life was full of poignant truths and wrongs that could never be righted. There was nothing to be gained from wallowing in them.”
― Kevin Wignall, The Hunter's Prayer

“He’d always found it vaguely depressing, and yet it shouldn’t have mattered that the world was full of people he’d never know when he’d removed himself so completely from the world anyway. This”
― Kevin Wignall, The Hunter's Prayer

“Distant thunder sounded on and off throughout the evening and occasionally a heavier roll would cause them to stare out beyond the windows.”
― Kevin Wignall, The Hunter's Prayer

“He didn’t know how to deal with people who were falling apart, how to comfort them. He wasn’t sure if he’d just forgotten how to be with people at all.”
― Kevin Wignall, The Hunter's Prayer

“be scared. She backed off, though, the thoughts too precipitous.”
― Kevin Wignall, The Hunter's Prayer

“and then the train started to ease along the platform,”
― Kevin Wignall, The Hunter's Prayer