The Blind Assassin quotes

Ten days after the war ended, my sister Laura drove a car off a bridge.

The white gloves: a Pontius Pilate gesture. She was washing her hands of me.

But some people can't tell where it hurts. They can't calm down. They can't ever stop howling.

Long ago I made a choice between classicism and romanticism. I prefer to be upright and contained–an urn in daylight

Stick a shovel into the ground almost anywhere and some horrible thing or other will come to light.