The Light of Evening Quotes.

11. "The night before I left home, there was the wake in our kitchen as was the custom for anyone going so far away. The kitchen was full of people, two men left their flash lamps lit"
- Edna O'Brien, The Light of Evening

12. "In the bodily garden the apple lurks."
- Edna O'Brien, The Light of Evening

13. "moonlight in Mayo time."
- Edna O'Brien, The Light of Evening

14. "A mother with an infant but without a father was not welcomed in the new world. You kilt it. She kilt it. I had no milk for it, she answered back."
- Edna O'Brien, The Light of Evening

15. "It was no longer her sleeping room, it was our sleeping room now. We made friends the night it thundered, big claps of it and forked lightning flared then sizzled inside the room, she cowering under my bed, terrified that Eric Eric, the man with the clapper who broke up the big ships in the harbor in Malmo, was coming for her."
- Edna O'Brien, The Light of Evening

16. "I could feel she was angry with me because of my gawkiness, because of my accent and my oilskin bag, bound with twine. She talked to herself, mumbled, as the train rumbled along. Then all of a sudden her mood changed and she kissed me and hugged me and said my mother and her mother were first cousins and that meant that she and I were second cousins and would be buddies."
- Edna O'Brien, The Light of Evening

17. "The day I brought my suicide dream he got quite conversant. The dream was thus. I had gone to Holland to avail myself of their suicide hospitality. It was a sort of garage, the light from the fluorescent tubes ghastly bright. We were told to sit for a given time. The waiting was perhaps to allow the sufferers to make peace with themselves or maybe write a last letter to kith and kin. Not once did we acknowledge one another."
- Edna O'Brien, The Light of Evening

18. "Ice was precious."
- Edna O'Brien, The Light of Evening

19. "like a bell at the interval in the theater, and we all stood up and formed an orderly line to go in and meet our end. At the very last minute I panicked. I realized that my children would see it as an everlasting betrayal and so I went to an attendant and asked to be excused, to be allowed to turn back, except that it was too late."
- Edna O'Brien, The Light of Evening

20. "Is that Rococo, Pascal? Chrissie said as she stood by the missus’s desk, peering into the nests of pigeonholes and cubbies. Oh, don’t touch there or you’ll be shot, Pascal said, because it was where the missus kept her souvenirs, love letters from men before him, locks of hair, dried shamrock, and the words of songs that she rehearsed for her parties. Her family was musical,"
- Edna O'Brien, The Light of Evening

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