Цитаты из книг — Дэвид Кроу

Я не мог себе представить, чтобы другие отцы возили десятилетних сыновей на кражи и объясняли им, почему убийство-лучшее из преступлений, а правила-для слабаков.

Я не мог себе представить, чтобы другие отцы возили десятилетних сыновей на кражи и объясняли им, почему убийство-лучшее из преступлений, а правила-для слабаков.

And those psychologists are like the stupid ones we had in San Quentin. Who cares what they say? The more educated they are, the easier they are to fool.

Когда я спустился в кухню, Мона взглянув на меня со своей обычной натянутой улыбкой. - Зрение у тебя ни к черту, слух тоже, ты тощий, с дислексией и не особо сообразительный, зато на редкость живучий! Все с тобой будет в порядке. Это были самые добрые слова, когда-либо сказанные ею в мой адрес.

— Мне кажется, десятки раз видел, как вы сидите и смотрите на мой дом из машины или пешком бродите по кварталу. Что такое случилось, что вы возвращаетесь сюда снова и снова?

At least once a month, Dad would call upset about something, whether it was figuring out a medical bill, getting his hearing aids to fit properly, or programming his TV. Before offering to help, I would say, “Dad, let me call Buddy for his advice.” He roared with laughter every time. Our inside joke about his first San…

It was advice I’d heard plenty of times, but on that day in the hotel, I was ready to do it. In an instant, I stopped expecting anything from them. Their approval, friendship, understanding, empathy, love. And I stopped believing that Dad, Mom, and Mona were right about me—or any of us. I didn’t want to carry around the…

What I once thought was a useless profession now fascinated me. It occurred to me that the Navajo people were victims of the worst of the political system, and even the people who wanted to help them didn’t have a clue what they were about. These misguided civil servants reminded me of the easterners who came to the…

Back on the highway, I asked, “Did you kill someone?” The answer was obvious, but I wanted to hear him say it. “What the hell difference does it make to you?” “Lots, because if you did, I have knowledge of a murder, making me as guilty as you. And I helped you hide the body and get away.” “Did you learn that in one of…

“What have you dragged me into?” I said, closing the trunk. “You don’t want to know, so don’t ask. You don’t want to know what I’m about to do, so don’t ask about that either. Just do what I tell you and we can be on our way home soon.”

But when he walked through the door, Mr. Kontz barely said hello before telling me to follow him outside. In their small backyard, he pulled up two plastic chairs in the dirt. “Sit down and listen,” he said, his dark eyes fierce. My chest tightened as I sat across from him. “What you doing here?” he said. “It okay for you…

On weekends, I drove all over the reservation to fill my time, always ending up at the post office in Fort Defiance to see the Kontzes, the only real family I’d ever known. None of my close friends were around anymore. Henry, Richard, and Jim had gone off to college, and Tommy had been killed in a gang fight. When I found…

“Your father is trying to find himself,” she said. “It’s hard to be a Cherokee in the East. In Fort Defiance, he had Indians around him every day. He had a true purpose. Now he feels lost without his circle of Navajo and Cherokee friends.” “Ah, really?” I tried to sound sympathetic, but what bullshit! Dad’s true purpose…

Sam joined the army the day he graduated from high school, right after Dad gave him the same speech about being on his own at twelve. I drove Sam to the bus station, and we hugged for a long time, not knowing when we would see each other again. He was still fearless and reckless, and as I watched him board for Fort Dix, I…

“Life skills are more important than a formal education.” Dad put his hands on my shoulders and looked down at me with a soft smile. “A formal education will earn you a salary. Self-education will make you a fortune. You aren’t doing well on the formal education side of the ledger. You don’t seem to like working for other…

Dad walked into my room while I was reading the Washington Post on my bed. “Mona thinks you won’t graduate. You failed math and didn’t exactly light the school up in any of your other subjects.” “I’m getting my diploma. I found out today. Coach Ford vouched for me. I should be scared about going into the world, but I’m…

“Listen carefully to what I have to say,” he said in his calm, fatherly way. “Thefts can happen anywhere. It’s up to you to keep track of your equipment. Black or white, it doesn’t matter. I’m disappointed that you taunted their team and got into fights. That’s not good sportsmanship, and it’s not what I’ve taught you. I…