Eunice (nerdytalksbookblog)’s Reviews > All My Lonely Islands > Status Update

Oh my god Pobrito's story is so heartbreaking

We're too old for this, I realize; too old for the night and all the inconstancies of youth. But we can't help being young too. No matter how many times the world trains you to grow up, you're young when you're young. We're a little clumsy and often talk to you through silences, or if we catch each other's eyes over your swaddled form and then look away, because we hurt each other just by existing.

We're too old for this, I realize; too old for the night and all the inconstancies of youth. But we can't help being young too. No matter how many times the world trains you to grow up, you're young when you're young. We're a little clumsy and often talk to you through silences, or if we catch each other's eyes over your swaddled form and then look away, because we hurt each other just by existing.

Superb writing style!