nathan’s Reviews > Call Me By Your Name > Status Update

Maybe every other sorrow I'd known in life suddenly decided to converge on this very one.

Time makes us sentimental. Perhaps, in the end, it is because of time that we suffer.

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this page...always has my heart in such a chokehold..

I was thinking, instead, of Emily Bronte's words: because "he's more myself than I am."

Wish we could start all over in that room..

Was our intimacy paid for in the wrong currency?

Or is intimacy the desired product no matter where you find it, how you acquire it, what you pay for it..?

..To be who I am because of you. To be who he was because of me.

He was my conduit to myself-like a catalyst that allows us to become who we are..

"Call me by your name and I'll call you by mine," which I'd never done in my life before and which, as soon as I said my own name as though it were his, took me to a realm I never shared with anyone in my life before, or since.

..this was like coming home, like asking, Where have I been all my life? which was another way of asking, Where were in you in my childhood..?

“People who read are hiders.They hide who they are. People who hide don’t always like who they are.”