Niall Williams

As the river sang on, soft and blind in the distance, not for the first nor last time was there the sense that Faha had slipped its moorings and slid away from the country, which sped on, without noticing the lack.

— Niall Williams

Holding out was a quirk in human nature and those who lived in the Last Minute had found not only was there no penalty in lateness but often a bonus not granted the timely.

— Niall Williams