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Спрячь пистолет, Джоуи, - Сражение окончено.

— Все по-настоящему ценное не дается без борьбы.

— Когда женщина не в духе, лучше не попадаться ей на глаза.

Там, где Шаннон видела слабость, я видел силу.
Там, где она видела страх, я видел стойкость.
Там, где она видела робость, я видел отвагу.

Все по-настоящему ценное не достается без борьбы.

I wasn’t sure about soul mates, but if they existed, then my nephew’s parents were a prime example. Joey Lynch and Aoife Molloy: both full of flaws and humanly imperfect and yet so undeniably perfect for each other.

“Thanks for my baby, queen. You still take the air clean out of my lungs.”

“Please,” I bit out. “I will do whatever the fuck you want. I’ll talk about all the shit. I’ll deal with Darren. Just let me have one phone call with my girl. Please, Doc. I don’t do begging, but I’ll do it for her.”

I spent so long trying to push her away that when I stopped, it was so easy. Being with her was like breathing. I didn’t know I needed the air, but I knew that I would die without it.

The drugs? The fighting? All of it. It was never about me replacing you. It was about me replacing me.

“You’re never too old to be loved, Joey.”

“I don’t want a life without you in it.”

Because I was in love with him. The boy he used to be. The man he had become. All of his versions. I loved them all.

Every day I walked into class, right before my will buckled and I freewheeled into hell, and I sought her out. Still chasing after the girl from the wall. Still wanting her more than I wanted to live.

He was my closest friend, and I felt his absence everywhere I went and in everything I did. I felt his withdrawal in the deepest corners of my heart.

“And I know being loved is a foreign concept to you, but it doesn’t come with strings or conditions. It’s unconditional, Joe.”

You’re always pissed at me, and I’m always loving you.

“I said that’s enough, Kevin,” Mam shouted, coming to stand between us. “I don’t care how surprised or upset you are, don’t you ever speak to your sister—or any woman, for that matter—like that again. You were raised, not dragged up.”

“Love is massively fucking depressing.”

“Loving your son is effortless,” I cut her off by saying, pushing my damp hair out of my eyes. “It’s getting him to love himself that’s the hard part.”