“I wanted a drink. There were a hundred reasons why a man will want a drink, but I wanted one now for the most elementary reason of all. I didn't want to feel what I was feeling, and a voice within was telling me that I needed a drink, that I couldn't bear it without it. But that voice is a liar. You can always bear the pain. It'll hurt, it'll burn like acid in an open wound, but you can stand it. And, as long as you can make yourself go on choosing the pain over the relief, you can keep going.” MenWantFeelsLongReasonFeelingsWantedPainVoiceHurtGoes OnBearsNeededDrinkHundredAddictionWoundsReason WhyReliefLiarsKeep GoingAcid Author:Lawrence Block
“And, as long as you can make yourself go on choosing the pain over the relief, you can keep going.” LongPainGoes OnReliefKeep Going Author:Lawrence Block
“This church was open and seemingly unattended, and it was a throwback in another way as well. The candles in the little side altars were real ones, actual wax candles that burned with an open flame. Lots of churches have switched over to electrified altars. You drop your quarter in the slot and a flame-shaped bulb goes on and stays on for your quarter's worth of time. It's like a parking meter, and if you stay too long they tow away your soul.” IfsWayWellsLittlesLongRealSoulSidesChurchGoes OnYour SoulFlamesQuartersCandleBurnedAnother WayAltarsParkingMeterBulbsReal OnesTowThrowbackParking Meters Author:Lawrence Block
“Something I learned long ago. It is not necessary to know what a person is afraid of. It is enough to know the person is afraid.” KnowsPersonsLongEnoughLong Ago Author:Lawrence Block
