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  • #1
    Benjamin Alire Sáenz
    “I bet you could sometimes find all the mysteries of the universe in someone's hand.”
    Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe

  • #2
    André Aciman
    “We had the stars, you and I. And this is given once only.”
    André Aciman, Call Me by Your Name

  • #3
    Anthony Doerr
    “We rise again in the grass. In the flowers. In songs.”
    Anthony Doerr, All the Light We Cannot See

  • #4
    Nina LaCour
    “The trouble with denial is that when the truth comes, you aren't ready.”
    Nina LaCour, We Are Okay

  • #5
    Nina LaCour
    “I wonder if there's a secret current that connects people who have lost something. Not in the way that everyone loses something, but in the way that undoes your life, undoes your self, so that when you look at your face it isn't yours anymore.”
    Nina LaCour, We Are Okay

  • #6
    Nina LaCour
    “We were miraculous.
    We were beach creatures.
    We had treasures in our pockets and each other on our skin.”
    Nina LaCour, We Are Okay
    tags: love

  • #7
    Nina LaCour
    “She leans over our table and turns the sign in the window so that it says CLOSED on the outside. But on our side, perfectly positioned between Mabel’s place and mine, it says OPEN. If this were a short story, it would mean something.”
    Nina LaCour, We Are Okay

  • #8
    Nina LaCour
    “I don't know if I still love her in the way I used to, but I still find her just as beautiful.”
    Nina LaCour, We Are Okay
    tags: love

  • #9
    Jandy Nelson
    “I love you,” I say to him, only it comes out, “Hey.”
    “So damn much,” he says back, only it comes out, “Dude.”
    He still won’t meet my eyes.”
    Jandy Nelson, I'll Give You the Sun

  • #10
    Jandy Nelson
    “Or maybe a person is just made up of a lot of people,” I say. “Maybe we’re accumulating these new selves all the time.” Hauling them in as we make choices, good and bad, as we screw up, step up, lose our minds, find our minds, fall apart, fall in love, as we grieve, grow, retreat from the world, dive into the world, as we make things, as we break things.”
    Jandy Nelson, I'll Give You the Sun

  • #11
    William Shakespeare
    “We are such stuff as dreams are made on, and our little life is rounded with a sleep.”
    William Shakespeare, The Tempest

  • #12
    Euripides
    “[Diontsos].
    Swoony type,
    long hair, bedroom eyes,
    cheeks like wine.”
    Euripides, The Bacchae

  • #13
    Tony Kushner
    “I hate America. I hate this country. It’s just big ideas, and stories, and people dying, and people like you. The white cracker who wrote the national anthem knew what he was doing. He set the word 'free' to a note so high nobody can reach it. That was deliberate. Nothing on earth sounds less like freedom to me. You come to room 1013 over at the hospital, I'll show you America. Terminal, crazy and mean. I live in America, that’s hard enough, I don’t have to love it. You do that. Everybody’s got to love something.”
    Tony Kushner, Angels in America

  • #14
    Tony Kushner
    “You do not live in America. No such place exists.”
    Tony Kushner, Angels in America

  • #15
    James Baldwin
    “People can't, unhappily, invent their mooring posts, their lovers and their friends, anymore than they can invent their parents. Life gives these and also takes them away and the great difficulty is to say Yes to life.”
    James Baldwin, Giovanni’s Room

  • #16
    James Baldwin
    “You don’t have a home until you leave it and then, when you have left it, you never can go back.”
    James Baldwin, Giovanni’s Room
    tags: home

  • #17
    Sarah Kane
    “Sometimes I turn around and catch the smell of you and I cannot go on I cannot fucking go on without expressing this terrible so fucking awful physical aching fucking longing I have for you. And I cannot believe that I can feel this for you and you feel nothing. Do you feel nothing?”
    Sarah Kane, 4.48 Psychosis

  • #18
    Sarah Kane
    “And I want to play hide-and-seek and give you my clothes and tell you I like your shoes and sit on the steps while you take a bath and massage your neck and kiss your feet and hold your hand and go for a meal and not mind when you eat my food and meet you at Rudy's and talk about the day and type up your letters and carry your boxes and laugh at your paranoia and give you tapes you don't listen to and watch great films and watch terrible films and complain about the radio and take pictures of you when you're sleeping and get up to fetch you coffee and bagels and Danish and go to Florent and drink coffee at midnight and have you steal my cigarettes and never be able to find a match and tell you about the tv programme I saw the night before and take you to the eye hospital and not laugh at your jokes and want you in the morning but let you sleep for a while and kiss your back and stroke your skin and tell you how much I love your hair your eyes your lips your neck your breasts your arse your

    and sit on the steps smoking till your neighbour comes home and sit on the steps smoking till you come home and worry when you're late and be amazed when you're early and give you sunflowers and go to your party and dance till I'm black and be sorry when I'm wrong and happy when you forgive me and look at your photos and wish I'd known you forever and hear your voice in my ear and feel your skin on my skin and get scared when you're angry and your eye has gone red and the other eye blue and your hair to the left and your face oriental and tell you you're gorgeous and hug you when you're anxious and hold you when you hurt and want you when I smell you and offend you when I touch you and whimper when I'm next to you and whimper when I'm not and dribble on your breast and smother you in the night and get cold when you take the blanket and hot when you don't and melt when you smile and dissolve when you laugh and not understand why you think I'm rejecting you when I'm not rejecting you and wonder how you could think I'd ever reject you and wonder who you are but accept you anyway and tell you about the tree angel enchanted forest boy who flew across the ocean because he loved you and write poems for you and wonder why you don't believe me and have a feeling so deep I can't find words for it and want to buy you a kitten I'd get jealous of because it would get more attention than me and keep you in bed when you have to go and cry like a baby when you finally do and get rid of the roaches and buy you presents you don't want and take them away again and ask you to marry me and you say no again but keep on asking because though you think I don't mean it I do always have from the first time I asked you and wander the city thinking it's empty without you and want what you want and think I'm losing myself but know I'm safe with you and tell you the worst of me and try to give you the best of me because you don't deserve any less and answer your questions when I'd rather not and tell you the truth when I really don't want to and try to be honest because I know you prefer it and think it's all over but hang on in for just ten more minutes before you throw me out of your life and forget who I am and try to get closer to you because it's beautiful learning to know you and well worth the effort and speak German to you badly and Hebrew to you worse and make love with you at three in the morning and somehow somehow somehow communicate some of the overwhelming undying overpowering unconditional all-encompassing heart-enriching mind-expanding on-going never-ending love I have for you.”
    Sarah Kane, Crave

  • #19
    Milan Kundera
    “Youth is terrible: it is a stage trod by children in buskins and a variety of costumes mouthing speeches they've memorized and fanatically believe but only half understand. And history is terrible because it so often ends up a playground for the immature; a playground for the young Nero, a playground for the young Bonaparte, a playground for the easily roused mobs of children whose simulated passions and simplistic poses suddenly metamorphose into a catastrophically real reality.”
    Milan Kundera, The Joke

  • #20
    Sally Rooney
    “Most people go through their whole lives, without ever really feeling that close with anyone.”
    Sally Rooney , Normal People

  • #21
    Susanna Clarke
    “Perhaps even people you like and admire immensely can make you see the World in ways you would rather not.”
    Susanna Clarke, Piranesi



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