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210 pages, Paperback
First published August 10, 2004
I can't pretend to know what love is. It just is.
~Thank you Text Publishing Australia for sending me this copy!~
“Is love the gospel, or is the gospel love? Only the Lord knows, and the Lord isn’t saying. It’s up to the rest of us to make it out. To make it work.”This book is not something that I would read normally. And what I do read normally, I have been away from that for almost a year now. The sole reason for that is how a small decision opened up a whole new world for me. One book made me look for more books like it and broadened my horizons. And I find myself trying out new genres and books that I normally wouldn’t. And it has been amazing doing that bcz of the great books that I have found along the way. This book is one of those!
“I feel that if my soul could talk it would talk like this”The writing was a very fresh experience to me. I haven’t read a book that had such a diverse writing style and honestly, I feel the author was trying to see what he can pull off too. There is this sad undertone in this book and it has the power to make your heart feel heavy! Such a way with words! I have soaked in so much from this book but I am just as sure that I left a lot out.
“We are so used to releasing words. We don't know what to do with them if they stay. Not on the walls. I'm not talking about the walls. I'm talking about what happens when they stay with us. No matter how many times we let them go, they come back. The words that matter always stay.”
How to Be Alonethis is my favorite david levithan book (which is saying something) and one of my favorite contemporaries. i've read it a million times and every time i appreciate something new!
Remember that at any given moment
There are a thousand things
You can love
Ignoring all the strange roads that led to us
being in the same time and place, there is still
the simple impossibility of love. That all of our
contradicting securities and insecurities,
interests and disinterests, beliefs and doubts
could somehow translate into this common
uncommon affection should be as impossible
as walking to the moon. But instead, I love him.
"Here’s what I know about the realm of possibility— it is always expanding, it is never what you think it is. Everything around us was once deemed impossible. From the airplane overhead to the phones in our pockets to the choir girl putting her arm around the metalhead. As hard as it is for us to see sometimes, we all exist within the realm of possibility. Most of the limits are of our own world’s devising. And yet, every day we each do so many things that were once impossible to us."