There comes a point when, tired of losing, you decide to stop failing yourself, or at least to try, or to send up the final flare, one last chance.
Colum McCannYou want to arrest the clocks, stop everything for half a second, give yourself a chance to do it over again, rewind the life, uncrash the car, run it backward, have her lifted miraculously back into the windshield, unshatter the glass, go about your day umtouched, some old, lost sweet tasting time.
Colum McCannGive life long enough and it will solve all your problems, including the one of being alive.
Colum McCannMots clés death growing-older problems endings aging living-life
All this miraculous hatred. Christ, a man can't eat his breakfast for filling his belly full of it.
Colum McCannMots clés hate hatred violence viciousness sectarian-divide people-are-no-damn-good the-human-condition
He could be in any mood or any place and, unbidden, it returned.
Colum McCannThat he'd see the light and it'd still be in a tunnel.
Colum McCannShe wanted to tell him so much, on the tarmac, the day he left. The world is run by brutal men and the surest proof is their armies. If they ask you to stand still, you should dance. If they ask you to burn the flag, wave it. If they ask you to murder, re-create.
Colum McCannMots clés life let-the-great-world-spin colum-mccann brutal-men
Well, I'd say fuck too, if I were me. I'd say it backward and forward and around the block, fuck this and fuck that and fuck it all at once, twice, three times.
Colum McCannMots clés fuck let-the-great-world-spin colum-mccann
Her smile colud've broen glass.
Colum McCannI suppose I've always known that it's hard to be just one person. the key is in the door and it can always be opened.
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