Dominic Mainguy

“It didn't matter anyway...he wasn't made for peace, he couldn't believe in it. Heaven was a word: hell was something he could trust.”
― Graham Greene, Brighton Rock

“my”
― Andrew Clements, The Janitor's Boy

“Everything engravers do gets printed opposite. The engraver has to be able to see it both ways.”
― Tracy Chevalier, Burning Bright

“My soul lightened as I realized I could help her. I rolled her body flat, like Grandpa taught me. I swept my finger inside her cold mouth to make sure her breathing passage was open, and I placed my mouth on hers, carefully pinching her nose, and breathed life into her lungs.
Betsy stirred, sputtered a cough, and opened her eyes.
“Now you kiss me?” she said, so weakly I could barely hear her.”
― Darin C. Brown, The Taste of Despair