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“A warm quiet, a gentle quiet; something soft and friendly the might have shared if Angus had gotten over her, or if they had gotten married, but couldn't be sustained the way things were between them now. The comfortable feeling between them burned off like mist with each longing glance Angus took at her, wanting more the way men always wanted more---even, or perhaps especially, men who grew up poor. Angus had spent his whole life wanting, and maybe that's why he kept on wanting Jean-Louise; as a boy he'd never known a full stomach, and as a man he couldn't fee satisfation.”

“In the morning, Junior would remember. With the first gray light of dawn, the verses would come to him with the searing sharpness of his headache, emblazoned on his eyes in needlepoints. He would remember exactly. And think to himself, It wasn't so simple as Paul made it in Galatians. In the morning, Junior would remember Ishmael, and the mercies God showed him, like an apology for making him in the first place.”

“FATHER RILEY. ...I love her! But that doesn't change the fact that every thought in my head is sinful. That doesn't change the fact that I'm a hypocrite giving out penance when I know how far a Hail, Mary goes for taking away the hatred and the jealousy that's just going to come back again and again and again...And sometimes...I feel like the man at the toll booth, giving out a price they pay so that they can go on their way, until the next time they need to go through.”

“Some people said their mothers were the glue that held the family together; others called them the backbone. But Mama was the tendons. The nerves. The supple, giving fat--- Mama would not have liked the comparison. Dalton kept it to himself. And still, rather saw it as a compliment. Mama had softened the blows. Cushioned sharp bones from grinding into one another. Encompassed every strange and contrary part of their family like a warm blanket. Filled in the gaps.”

“And that quiet---with her lips parted for words that wouldn't come, in the soft darkness of woods that were steadily growing blacker, sharper, stretching the space between them until it became hard to make out one another's faces---that quiet was never quite recovered between them. In a way, for years afterward, they never left that forest night when Jean-Louise lay in the grass and Junior learned his back against a tree, and pulled away.”