Aristotle and Dante Dive into the Waters of the World (Aristotle and Dante, #2)

by Benjamin Alire Sáenz

I had always wanted to meet love, understand it, let it live inside me. I ran into it one summer day when I heard Dante’s voice. Now I wished I’d never run into it. No one had ever told me love didn’t come to stay. Now that it had left me, I was a shell, a hollow body with nothing in it but the echoes of Dante’s voice, distant and unreachable. And my own voice was gone.