Quotes About Boyne

Oh, there IS one, of course, but you'll never know it. The assertion, laughingly flung out six months earlier in a bright June garden, came back to Mary Boyne with a sharp perception of its latent significance as she stood, in the December dusk, waiting for the lamps to be brought into the library.

Being some country lad from the banks of the River Boyne, I never wanted to be wealthy. I was driven by artistic intention.

This is a Bible, you blasphemous cretin," he said, his face now growing even redder than before. "This is the word of the Lord." "If you say so," I replied, rolling my eyes. "He only had one book in him, though, didn't he? Couldn't write another?

the worls, he would remark to her a few weeks into their acquaintance, is a terrible place and it was our misfortune to have been born into it.