Sharp Teeth: A Novel (Toby Barlow)

Lark used to say the bullet we’re running from is almost never the one that hits us.

The heart is quite comfortable with secrets. After all, its home is a dark wet place tucked in among all the other organs who aren’t talking either.

Jorge thought the van was like a dark pistol and they were the bullets inside.

Knowing someone isn’t coming back doesn’t mean you ever stop waiting.

There are two things that make the conscious world move, decision and desire.