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  • #1
    Hanya Yanagihara
    “Are you happy? he once asked Jude (they must have been drunk).

    I don't think happiness is for me, Jude had said at last, as if Willem had been offering him a dish he didn't want to eat.

    But it's for you, Willem.”
    Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life

  • #2
    Hanya Yanagihara
    “But mostly, I missed watching you two together; I missed watching you watch him, and him watch you; I missed how thoughtful you were with each other, missed how thoughtlessly, sincerely affectionate you were with him; missed watching you listen to each other, the way you both did so intently.”
    Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life

  • #3
    Hanya Yanagihara
    “That night, before bed, he goes first to Willem's side of the closet, which he has still not emptied. Here are Willem's shirts on their hangers, and his sweaters on their shelves, and his shoes lined up beneath. He takes down the shirt he needs, a burgundy plaid woven through with threads of yellow, which Willem used to wear around the house in the springtime, and shrugs it on over his head. But instead of putting his arms through its sleeves, he ties the sleeves in front of him, which makes the shirt look like a straitjacket, but which he can pretend—if he concentrates—are Willem's arms in an embrace around him. He climbs into bed. This ritual embarrasses and shames him, but he only does it when he really needs it, and tonight he really needs it.”
    Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life

  • #4
    Hanya Yanagihara
    “and he goes slowly to the wall behind the painting and sees its title;
    WILLEM LISTENING TO JUDE TELL A STORY, GREENE STREET
    ...and he feels his breath abandon him”
    Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life

  • #5
    Hanya Yanagihara
    “And so I try to be kind to everything I see, and in everything I see, I see him.”
    Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life

  • #6
    Hanya Yanagihara
    “You won’t understand what I mean now, but someday you will: the only trick of friendship, I think, is to find people who are better than you are—not smarter, not cooler, but kinder, and more generous, and more forgiving—and then to appreciate them for what they can teach you, and to try to listen to them when they tell you something about yourself, no matter how bad—or good—it might be, and to trust them, which is the hardest thing of all. But the best, as well.”
    Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life

  • #7
    Hanya Yanagihara
    “...things get broken, and sometimes they get repaired, and in most cases, you realize that no matter what gets damaged, life rearranges itself to compensate for your loss, sometimes wonderfully.”
    Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life

  • #8
    Hanya Yanagihara
    “Why wasn’t friendship as good as a relationship? Why wasn’t it even better? It was two people who remained together, day after day, bound not by sex or physical attraction or money or children or property, but only by the shared agreement to keep going, the mutual dedication to a union that could never be codified.”
    Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life

  • #9
    Hanya Yanagihara
    “Wasn’t friendship its own miracle, the finding of another person who made the entire lonely world seem somehow less lonely?”
    Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life

  • #10
    Hanya Yanagihara
    “Sometimes he wakes so far from himself that he can’t even remember who he is. “Where am I?” he asks, desperate, and then, “Who am I? Who am I?”
    And then he hears, so close to his ear that it is as if the voice is originating inside his own head, Willem’s whispered incantation. “You’re Jude St. Francis. You are my oldest, dearest friend. You’re the son of Harold Stein and Julia Altman. You’re the friend of Malcolm Irvine, of Jean-Baptiste Marion, of Richard Goldfarb, of Andy Contractor, of Lucien Voigt, of Citizen van Straaten, of Rhodes Arrowsmith, of Elijah Kozma, of Phaedra de los Santos, of the Henry Youngs.
    “You’re a New Yorker. You live in SoHo. You volunteer for an arts organization; you volunteer for a food kitchen.
    “You’re a swimmer. You’re a baker. You’re a cook. You’re a reader. You have a beautiful voice, though you never sing anymore. You’re an excellent pianist. You’re an art collector. You write me lovely messages when I’m away. You’re patient. You’re generous. You’re the best listener I know. You’re the smartest person I know, in every way. You’re the bravest person I know, in every way.
    “You’re a lawyer. You’re the chair of the litigation department at Rosen Pritchard and Klein. You love your job; you work hard at it.
    “You’re a mathematician. You’re a logician. You’ve tried to teach me, again and again.
    “You were treated horribly. You came out on the other end. You were always you.”
    Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life

  • #11
    Hanya Yanagihara
    “But back then, back on Lispenard Street, I didn't know so much of this. Then, we were only standing and looking up at that red-brick building, and I was pretending that I never had to fear for him, and he was letting me pretend this: that all the dangerous things he could have done, all the ways he could have broken my heart, were in the past, the stuff of stories, that the time that lay behind us was scary, but the time that lay ahead of us was not.”
    Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life

  • #12
    Hanya Yanagihara
    “things get broken, and sometimes they get repaired, and in most cases, you realize that no matter what gets damaged, life rearranges itself to compensate for your loss, sometimes wonderfully.”
    Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life

  • #13
    Hanya Yanagihara
    “... the only trick of friendship, I think, is to find people who are better than you are - not smarter, not cooler, but kinder and more generous, and more forgiving - and then appreciate them for what they can teach you, and try to listen to them when they tell you something about yourself, no matter how bad - or good - it might be, and to trust them, which is the hardest thing of all. But the best, as well.”
    Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life

  • #14
    Hanya Yanagihara
    “But if you act like you don’t belong, if you act like you’re apologetic for your own self, then people will start to treat you that way, too.”
    Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life



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