What Happened to Ruthy Ramirez Quotes

“We were not that kind of family, the type who spoke politely to each other about where and how we were in pain.”
― Claire Jimenez, What Happened to Ruthy Ramirez

“It never failed. Being at my mom's house always made me feel like expired milk.”
― Claire Jimenez, What Happened to Ruthy Ramirez

“Sometimes it feels like the three of us are still stuck in that car. Shouting out Ruthy’s name into the unanswering dark.”
― Claire Jimenez, What Happened to Ruthy Ramirez

“I tell you, the worst type of womanizer is the former geek.”
― Claire Jimenez, What Happened to Ruthy Ramirez

“For some reason, guidance counselors always reminded me of robots, as if they'd downloaded their gestures from a manual.”
― Claire Jimenez, What Happened to Ruthy Ramirez

“Jess liked all of her liquor to taste like aluminum pouches of Capri Sun.”
― Claire Jimenez, What Happened to Ruthy Ramirez

“Besides, you can only sympathize so long for somebody else's loss before you run out of encouraging things to say.”
― Claire Jimenez, What Happened to Ruthy Ramirez

“Avevo sempre avuto paura di mia madre.
Avevo sempre avuto paura che facesse una sceneggiata.
Non solo perché le sue emozioni potevano schizzare da zero a cento in qualunque momento [mine too], ma anche e soprattutto per il modo in cui ESAGERAVA NEL SUO RUOLO DI MADRE.”
― Claire Jiménez, What Happened to Ruthy Ramirez

“Gli altri mi dicono che dovrei sorridere, ma quale persona normale riuscirebbe ad avere un solo pensiero felice in testa con questa consapevolezza?
Come potrei ridere? O fare qualunque altra cosa? No, mai più.”
― Claire Jiménez, What Happened to Ruthy Ramirez

“Alla fin fine, il mondo è pieno di pecore. Non sanno formarsi opinioni proprie ma per qualche motivo sono convinti di essere speciali. Di essere migliori di me. Nella loro testa pensano di aver capito tutto, chi sono io e cos’è successo.”
― Claire Jiménez, What Happened to Ruthy Ramirez

“Ero orgogliosa della mia depressione... era un segno di estrema intelligenza, e avevo cominciato a considerarla una specie di vista ai raggi X che mi permetteva di osservare il mondo con una chiarezza preclusa agli altri: vedevo non solo la pelle ma anche lo scheletro.”
― Claire Jiménez, What Happened to Ruthy Ramirez

“Part of me wondered what it would be like to be a kid again, to not have to work, to lie in bed all day, to simply open my mouth and scream. Surely somebody would run to my side and cradle me in the dark and whisper It's okay my love, over and over again into my ear, until I fall asleep.”
― Claire Jiménez, What Happened to Ruthy Ramirez

“Chorus wouldn’t be so bad if Ruthy weren’t an alto, because altos always have the suckiest parts. It’s almost like they aren’t even singing but grunting out random low sounds. Like little cavemen. And for this reason, the altos have been beefing with the Chorus teacher, Ms. Marino, since September, because they think she’s making them sing all the most boring parts on purpose.”
― Claire Jiménez, What Happened to Ruthy Ramirez

“But that was what Ruthy was like, always tiptoeing to the edge of my mother’s nerves. Sneaking drugstore makeup in her pockets. In the bathroom at school, sliding on lipstick in the morning. After eighth period she’d rub it off with scratchy gray DOE-issued toilet paper.”
― Claire Jiménez, What Happened to Ruthy Ramirez

“Her voice had reached new inflections of whiteness.”
― Claire Jiménez, What Happened to Ruthy Ramirez

“Besides, you can only sympathize so long for somebody else’s loss before you run out of encouraging things to say.” So my mother stood still.”
― Claire Jiménez, What Happened to Ruthy Ramirez

“Irene was my mom's 60 year old church friend who blew her hair out like Whitney Houston from the Bodyguard days and still rocked her rum raisin lipstick like it was 1992.”
― Claire Jiménez, What Happened to Ruthy Ramirez

“You sound like Olive Oyl working the Piercing Pagoda at the Staten Island Mall.”
― Claire Jimenez, What Happened to Ruthy Ramirez

“And it seemed to me then, and still does now, that I could have become a completely different girl, a completely different woman, if Ruthy had never gone.”
― Claire Jimenez, What Happened to Ruthy Ramirez