T.J. Wallace

“There, in the narrow road with the morning coming over it, she held him in a look that needed no translation. It was Mind yourself, it was God bless, but above both of these it was Bring your father home, and Jude heard each, and more.”
― Niall Williams, Time of the Child

“In a voice not his own, as resonant in this cell as the reverberations in a bass drum, Iroki said, 'Take better care of my gift this time, child. You're going to need it.' The sense but not the sound of an immense belly laugh, tidal, oceans deep. And then as vast as the presence, somehow vaster, absence. The emptiness left was like a room stripped of its very air. One would weep for the loss if one could only breathe.”
― Lois McMaster Bujold, The Assassins of Thasalon

“What possessed you? was a question common in Faha. Asked of children by mothers, and of husbands by wives, it occurred with enough frequency to attest to two things: in the chronicle of human endeavor there was no end to unaccountable behavior, but also, you were not entirely the captain of your own fate, something could come over you.”
― Niall Williams, Time of the Child

“How was she still awake, still standing, he wondered, and not for the first time considered that God's first mistake was starting with a man.”
― Niall Williams, Time of the Child