Dennis Lehane
Dennis Lehane
Dennis Lehane is an American author. He has written several novels; the first several were a series of mysteries featuring a couple of protagonists and other recurring characters, including A Drink Before the War. Of these, his fourth, Gone, Baby, Gone, was adapted as a 2007 film by the same name...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth4 August 1965
CityDorchester, MA
CountryUnited States of America
growing-up blessed home
I was blessed to grow up in really interesting times and to go back to a home where I was very safe.
golf play awful
I sort of play golf because a lot of my friends are into it, but I'm awful - my handicap is about six or seven thousand.
writing seems
I love to write, so it rarely seems like work - even when it gets arduous.
believe levels language
I believe so deeply in the primacy of language, in lifting your prose to the highest level you're capable of and making your words symphonic.
fiction i-can faux
Don't get me wrong, I love literary fiction. It's faux literary fiction I can't stand.
party self people
...I normally can't stand vice-free people. They conflate a narcissistic instinct for self-preservation with moral superiority. Plus they suck the life right out of a party.
real hate winning
Life isn't happily ever after... It's work. The person you love is rarely worthy of how big your love is. Because no one is worthy of that and maybe no one deserves that burden of it, either. You'll be let down. You'll be disappointed and have your trust broken and have a lot of real sucky days. You lose more than you win. You hate the person you love as much as you love him. But you roll up your sleeves and work - at everything - because that's what growing older is.
mold
What molds us is what maims us.
lying accepted leaks
You've learned that every good lie is threaded with truth and every accepted truth leaks lies.
christian rain believe
I believe in God. Maybe not the Catholic God or even the Christian one because I have a hard time seeing any God as elitist. I also have a hard time believing that anything that created rain forests and oceans and an infinite universe would, in the same process, create something as unnatural as humanity in its own image. I believe in God, but not as a he or she or an it, but as something that defines my ability to conceptualize within the rather paltry frames of reference I have on hand.
love-you mean blood
Your first family is your blood family and you always be true to that. That means something. But there's another family and that's the kind you go out and find. Maybe even by accident sometimes. And they're as much blood as your first family. Maybe more so, because they don't have to look out for you and they don't have to love you. They choose to.
lost-love ruins made
And he hated himself and hated her,too, for the ruin they'd made of each other.
lenses world saws
Whatever she saw beyond the camera lens, beyond the photographer, beyond anything in the known world probably - wasn't fit to be seen.
wise children sheep
When I was young, I asked my priest how to get to heaven and still protect yourself from all the evil in the world. He told me what God told His children;'You are sheep among wolves, be wise as the serpent, yet innocent as doves.