New Reform Quotes

“The light in the room emphasised the array of bruises all over Jack’s body. The full-colour spectrum was present from sickly yellows, pooling purples, and blue blacks.”
― Jim Lowe, New Reform

“He did notice Tony’s gleaming white teeth for the first time. Tony wasn’t known for his smiling. He tried to find a suitable word to describe this smile, but the only word that came to him was expensive.”
― Jim Lowe, New Reform

“It just seemed so unmanly – just like his poetry. He’d rather fight the biggest guy in the club than submit to that much scrutiny.”
― Jim Lowe, New Reform

“Even sleep couldn’t defeat pain. Pain covers sleep. Pain always wins.
Now the romance was well and truly dead between Joseph and Klaudia, it was time to head down the rocky road of mutual emotional destruction.”
― Jim Lowe, New Reform

“The white birds gorged on the swarm of dead bluebottles that had carpeted the ground. The cold had killed them the moment they left the heat of the chimney. The birds grew fatter before Tatum’s eyes and their features grew hideously distorted, but they continued their gluttony.

The Nurse said, ‘They can’t help themselves - the poison is irresistible to them.’

The white birds devoured every bluebottle, and the heavily laden flock ascended slowly into the air and then went in search of their next feast.”
― Jim Lowe, New Reform

“It was a match made in cyber heaven.”
― Jim Lowe, New Reform

“Examining the tangle of assorted wires and leads, there seemed to be every cable ever made, but none with the right combination.

Frustration brought him to the boil, as he yanked and tugged at this unyielding ball. He only succeeded in winding them into ever-tighter knots.”
― Jim Lowe, New Reform

“There were times when Heather tried to connect with Sean, but any ten-year-old would have struggled with a Mother explaining that, maybe, she had, ‘existentialist tendencies in my outlook on the technological world.”
― Jim Lowe, New Reform

“She was still in her late twenties, but the gap made her believe her body clock wasn’t ticking but had actually stopped.”
― Jim Lowe, New Reform

“Superficial, ha! With me, what you see is what you get?’

Bill, looked up from his drink, ‘Now that is deep!”
― Jim Lowe, New Reform

“This was not a romantic half-light, the white tailor’s dummies that stood like Terracotta Warriors forever on guard in her basic room, infused up the eerie glow like sunbathers soaking up the ultra-violet rays on a beach.”
― Jim Lowe, New Reform

“Your family, the O’Neills, guns, IRA?’

‘No, Unionists.’

‘Fuck! You’re not even on the right side. If it weren’t so fucking dangerous, it’d be funny!”
― Jim Lowe, New Reform

“He read an article in a left-leaning paper that took the ad to task for grammar errors and mixed metaphors and other literary crimes, but Jack thought it was cool.”
― Jim Lowe, New Reform

“Jack tried to reason himself into leaving but he couldn’t escape the lure of the big win, he couldn’t leave until it was his or there was no choice left, no choice left meant no change left. Still, the nudges kept coming, the cherries, never enough money to leave, always just enough left to keep going. Jack was in his own private nightmare; maybe this was where he belonged.

Finally, he lost it all, losing always felt good but never as good as this.”
― Jim Lowe, New Reform

“It seemed natural to assume that this band of brothers were the pinnacle of supporters, prepared to spill blood for their team.”
― Jim Lowe, New Reform

“Hollywood directed the Holocaust, amazing special effects, granted. It’s all probably another strand of Operation Fortitude.”
― Jim Lowe, New Reform

“Among the supporters was Jack, who shouted, jeered and hurled abuse with hundreds of other like-minded dead souls.”
― Jim Lowe, New Reform

“The supporters swayed forwards and backwards like waves crashing on the shore.”
― Jim Lowe, New Reform

“Beverly was a very attractive woman; unfortunately, it was always the wrong men who would be attracted to her.”
― Jim Lowe, New Reform

“She would look wistfully at the sky, and she relished her favourite freezing cold, north-easterly winds, that blew bitter draughts that mixed with her drifting tobacco smoke throughout the home, ‘They are the spirits of the old country,’ she would always say.”
― Jim Lowe, New Reform

“Her revelations made her feel such a blind fool, as she recalled, but never investigated, all the little bumps her Ma had suffered.”
― Jim Lowe, New Reform

“She played with this problem, over and over, in her mind, until she had a political epiphany. Like restless hands fidgeting with the Rubik’s Cube she accidentally lined up the colours of all the faces, and she realised her conflict wasn’t with the races: it was with the genders.”
― Jim Lowe, New Reform

“In every room against the brown backdrop, there would be St George Crosses and Union Jacks. Even the crockery would be adorned with symbols of this so-called great land.”
― Jim Lowe, New Reform

“Jack was excellent at his job as long as he stuck to Mr Lemon’s instructions, ‘Always be nice to the customers, even if some of them are arrogant assholes.”
― Jim Lowe, New Reform

“Killer walked up to Tatum, and glared into her face, ‘She was a virgin. Virgins always cry.’ He looked for any sign of recognition from her, but Tatum held her reaction in check.”
― Jim Lowe, New Reform

“At school, everybody called her Irish, because of her name and her accent, but she felt more British than any of them. On rare occasions, a school friend would invite her over to her place, but there was never a flag to be seen, neither English nor British.”
― Jim Lowe, New Reform

“Being the only girl in this dystopian band of brothers she found it none too difficult to fade away from the family view, but soon she perfected the art of disappearing completely.”
― Jim Lowe, New Reform

“She watched the thick, clear plastic sheeting covering the hole on the roof rise and fall in tune with the wintry blasts like the last gasps of a dying man.”
― Jim Lowe, New Reform

“My life feels meaningless, and I want it to count for something.”
― Jim Lowe, New Reform

“Like I said, so what?’

‘I think you’d like Miles Davis.’ Sunglasses laughed at the joke. Tatum didn’t get it, but she felt they were toying with her like cats pulling strands from a ball of wool.

‘Never fucking heard of him. Like I said, so what?”
― Jim Lowe, New Reform