“Mungo watched as his siblings gathered up their belongings. He saw them with an unusual clarity. It was already over for them. It would never be over for him. He just had no one to tell.” FearSecretAnxietyAlone Book:Young Mungo Source: Young Mungo
“It was a nothing that felt like an everything.” RomanceYoung Mungo Book:Un lugar para Mungo Source: Un lugar para Mungo
“Mungo's capacity for love frustrated her. His loving wasn't selflessness, he simply couldn't help it. Mo-Maw needed so little and he produced too much, so that it all seemed a horrible waste. It was a harvest no one had seeded, and it blossomed from a vine no one had tended. It should have withered years ago, like hers had, like Hamish's had, yet Mungo had all this love to give and it lay about him like ripened fruit and nobody bothered to gather it up.” LovePainFamilyYoung Mungo Author:Douglas Stuart
“...de aztán eszébe jutott, hogy az ital nagy egyenlősítő, mindig is összehozott össze nem illő embereket.” ToxicAlcoholicExAlchohol Book:Beyond the Himalayas Source: Beyond the Himalayas
“Opposite the gates was a low concrete building. Dozens of men were spilling out of its windowless structure and stood in dark clumps on the Pit Road. At first it looked like they were leaving chapel, but as the diesel engine roared nearer, they turned as if they were one. The miners stopped their talking and squinted to get a good look. They all wore the same black donkey jackets and were holding large amber pints and sucking on stubby doubts. The miners had scrubbed faces and pink hands that looked free of work. It seemed wrong, these men being the only clean thing for miles. Reluctantly, the miners parted and let the taxi go by. Leek watched them as they were watching him. His stomach sank. The men all had his mother’s eyes.” ShameMinersGlasgowLeekShuggie Bain Book:Shuggie Bain Source: Shuggie Bain
“They rolled past the prison and, without a word, James shifted on the narrow seat. He filled the space between them and this time he pushed his spine into Mungo's cavity. Each bony vertebra was a knuckle that pressed into the places that hurt the worst. Mungo exhaled into the sandy hair. His arms disobeyed him as they wrapped around James's waist. He laid his face against the Shetland wool and inhaled the grease of the lanolin and the musk from his armpits. James leaned back into him as hard as Mungo was pressing forward.” LoveSnuggleBike Ride Together Author:Douglas Stuart