Michael Dillon Quotes

Sometimes, life is like that. One moment. One person. One conversation. And your life is forever enriched.

Dillon kept his face impassive, his heart just racing. He had him. He knew where Dal was, and he was going to go there and fuck the man sober. And when Dal couldn't walk straight, then they were going to talk.

1 Deep black the night when the lightning flashed, Which showed the foaming crests and spray flung high; Sheer walls of water rearing to the sky As waves on waves against each other crashed. No rest, the struggle raging As when a war is waging, The sea against itself – against its will; When suddenly a gentle Voice was heard, Fraught with Compassion came the needful word: ‘Peace!’ Then the storm was stayed and all was still. 2 Tossed this way and that, a soul in torment, Thoughts recurring o’er and o’er again, Long wakeful nights and days of mental strain, Love strove with hate and jealousy till spent. No rest, the struggle raging As when a war is waging, A man against himself – against his will. He took his life for lack of friendly hand, For want of one to say: ‘I understand.’ This time no peace was there, though all was still. —Michael Dillon

1 Deep black the night when the lightning flashed, Which showed the foaming crests and spray flung high; Sheer walls of water rearing to the sky As waves on waves against each other crashed. No rest, the struggle raging As when a war is waging, The sea against itself – against its will; When suddenly a gentle Voice was heard, Fraught with Compassion came the needful word: ‘Peace!’ Then the storm was stayed and all was still. 2 Tossed this way and that, a soul in torment, Thoughts recurring o’er and o’er again, Long wakeful nights and days of mental strain, Love strove with hate and jealousy till spent. No rest, the struggle raging As when a war is waging, A man against himself – against his will. He took his life for lack of friendly hand, For want of one to say: ‘I understand.’ This time no peace was there, though all was still. —Michael Dillon Author’s Introduction If men and women had a Right Sense of Values there would never have been any need for this book to have been written and published – but then if the world had a Right Sense of Values it would not be in the mess it is today.

It's like this, ma'am, Michael is a fine big lad, used to a man's work and he has had a man's responsibility before now. Well, if he goes off and gets drowned, it will be because he was too silly to save himself. And if he's too silly to save himself, then it's worth no one else's while to save him, for he'll only live to get into some other trouble later on!