Loam Quotes

“Was his ghost an embodiment of our lies, a real demon to replace the imagined monster those adults helped us conjure within those stale courthouse walls?”
― Scott Heim, Loam

“None of us had been sleeping well, and with our mother’s encouragement, we chose the basement as our nighttime salvation.”
― Scott Heim, Loam

“It was as though he’d pushed away the flowers and cards at his doorstep, turned for one last look at the world that had wronged him, and then stepped into nothingness.”
― Scott Heim, Loam

“A town as small as Collingwood perceives little distinction between mysterious and menacing, and gradually, Phillip became a cause for concern.”
― Scott Heim, Loam

“I know it’s the Burneys,” Miriam said. “They’re still getting their revenge. And we all deserve it.”
― Scott Heim, Loam

“Within seconds, he caught my eye, his stare lingering to reveal the kind of awkward, ineffable despair I’d seen so often from fellow rural gay men.”
― Scott Heim, Loam

“Over the years, our aversion to the place had crowded out any remaining nostalgia we’d once carried for our bedrooms, for the old oak table where we’d eaten so many breakfasts and evening suppers, even for any individual touches or signatures our mother may have left. He likely hadn’t kept all that much, anyway—I think we imagined the pieces of furniture, each picture on the wall, gradually disappearing, the way our once-clear memories had vanished to leave only the stains we couldn’t quite scrub away.”
― Scott Heim, Loam

“No one said anything about tedium or complacency or all the vast, lost possibilities we’d once daydreamed about as children.”
― Scott Heim, Loam

“Eventually,” she said, “we’ll all get our chance to ride in a hearse, whether we want it or not.”
― Scott Heim, Loam

“It was late summer, already harvest season, and the fields shuddered in the wind, the grains full and heavy as though fed with blood.”
― Scott Heim, Loam

“That was us.’ I told him we were the kids who’d caused the Burneys’ deaths.”
― Scott Heim, Loam