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1 " The collapse of what once was had been comprised of dozens of gestures, scores of things left unsaid and hundreds of resentments spread over the thousand days that all stacked up to create millions of tiny moments of muffled misery. "
― Benjamin Myers , Male Tears
2 " Fuck the king because you can be sure the king is already fucking you. "
― Benjamin Myers , The Gallows Pole
3 " David Hartley appeared of the earth, of the moors. A man of smoke and peat and heather and fire, his body built for the hills. Where one began the other ended. "
4 " Yes my sleep it was diysturbed by the sound of the moore tryin to get into my room an the sound of the moore tryin to get into my bed and the moore tryin to get into my mind becors it can do that can the moore and no man can sleep in that state no Not unless thur in a coffing. "
5 " I was neither old enough to have made myself a heron young enough to have escaped the newsreel images or the long dark shadows that the returning soldiers dragged behind them like empty coffins. For no one ever really wins a war: some just lose a little less than others. "
― Benjamin Myers , The Offing
6 " At times like this, or when hoeing soil or sanding wood, or just sitting on a bench with my face turned to the sun, I appeared to slip out of the moment so entirely - or, conversely, perhaps was so deeply immersed in the here and now - that I forgot who I was. The slate of self was wiped. "
7 " We’ve got more than our fair share of Bible-thumpers round here as it is. The old joyless fire-and-brimstone-and-two-fucks-a-lifetime Christian lot. "
8 " Scout Rock is remarkable in the eyes of those who have decided it is so. Anything can be if it is willed into being: a pebble shaped by centuries of tumbling in the oceanic backwash, a single falling feather so light it barely succumbs to gravity, a mysterious gash in the landscape dense with trees, now fenced off and left to rewild itself. "
― Benjamin Myers , Under the Rock: The Poetry of a Place
9 " The half mile walk down steep slopes to Hebden Bridge might as well have been a thousand times that; Heptonstall was its own world, a cloud land of scratching rain and whirlpool skies. "
10 " I'm old enough to know that the world stays much the same, continued their father. Rain falls and puddles gather. Puddles become streams and streams become rivers. Leaves grow and leaves fall and the sun always sets westwards. The moor is the moor and the wind always blows. "
11 " He finds himself nostalgic for a time he has never known. "
12 " hears church bells. It is midnight. It is Christmas "
― Benjamin Myers , Turning Blue (Mace & Brindle, #1)
13 " But no. There’s always summat or someone sticking their nebby nose in. There’s always new enemies lining up left, right and bloody centre, and all for what. All for being born under a queer moon into the wrong family, that’s what. Cursed from birth and that. Shat out like a bloody turd and treated like one ever since. "
― Benjamin Myers , Pig Iron
14 " I took another swig and felt the wine in my veins as a pleasant ache "
15 " They occupied no-man's-land between adolescence and adulthood, where insecurity and innocence, joy and world-weary cynicism do battle, where different masks are tried on for size "
16 " Travel is a search for the self . . . and sometimes just to search is enough. [. . .] Wander around long enough with your eyes open and soon enough you'll find things. Great journeys are never about the destination. "
17 " The barns are missing panels and reduced to rotten skeletons. A tractor sits slumped without a windscreen and a front wheel leaning to one side like an old man who has keeled over. There are empty oil drums and grain buckets and spools of frayed rotting rope. "
18 " lives. "
19 " I was neither old enough have made myself a hero nor young enough to have have escaped the newsreel images or the long dark shadows that the returning soldiers dragged behind them like empty coffins.For no one ever wins a war: some just use a little less than others. "
20 " There is more rain than there are adjectives to possibly describe it. "
