The Insects of Love Quotes

“I don’t know if I’ve vanished by then in this memory, or if it never happened and it’s one of the things I dream that’s only grief and sand.

I don’t know if this is a mistake I’m making, or if this is something Fairuz built—a place for us to be alone, a language she wrote on her back so she would have a way to reach me that I would understand.”
― Genevieve Valentine, The Insects of Love

“They must not understand why he’s really asking, I think; they must none of them have sisters.”
― Genevieve Valentine, The Insects of Love

“(That day at my reading he’d looked right at me and smiled, and my heart turned over in my chest for one violent beat before he said, “And is this your sister?,” and I thought about what it meant to be cruel.)”
― Genevieve Valentine, The Insects of Love

“I felt sorry for her. Insects were easy to love. It’s always easier to find a thing and love it without hoping for a reason.”
― Genevieve Valentine, The Insects of Love

“The stars here are brighter than morning was and getting larger, as if we’re close enough to touch them.

(Maybe we are. Maybe I understand what brought Fairuz to the desert at last; this way to make the world really wait for her, to never be out of time, to be outside it, to look straight through the sky and out the other side; this way to never be alone again.)”
― Genevieve Valentine, The Insects of Love

“I dredge up the memory anyway, as often as I dare. There’s so little I know for certain. I’ll hang on to anything where we were together; what does it matter if it’s a lie?”
― Genevieve Valentine, The Insects of Love

“You only need one or two, if the area’s small, but Fairuz never did anything small if she could help it; the tattoo was all over and so were the beetles.

They skittered back and forth over her skin, a shirt of rosy sequins, and across their bodies the projected constellations flickered in and out of sight.”
― Genevieve Valentine, The Insects of Love