“My father had never spoken of goodness this way before. It disarmed me.” — André Aciman Father Copy Share Image
“If there is any truth in the world, it lies when I’m with you.” — André Aciman Love Copy Share Image
“In a few days he'd be gone. If only he'd be back exactly a year from now.” — André Aciman Andre-aciman Copy Share Image
“the place where, as with the berm, one comes to be alone, to dream of others.” — André Aciman Dreams Copy Share Image
“P.S. We are not written for one instrument alone; I am not, neither are you.” — André Aciman Instrument Copy Share Image
“I look back on those days and regret none of it, not the risks, not the shame, not the total lack of… — André Aciman Shame Copy Share Image
Losing his wealth, his home, the life he had built, killed my father. He didn't die right away; it took four decades… — Andre Aciman Father Copy Share Image
“I want to know your body, I want to know how you feel, I want to know you, and through you, me.” — André Aciman Copy Share Image
With ritual, I punctuate my days till they no longer belong to who I am today but to who I'll be when… — Andre Aciman Belong Copy Share Image
“Jewish?" "Moslem?" I replied. "Just like a Jew: always answers with a question." "Just like a Moslem: always answers the wrong question.” — André Aciman Judaism Copy Share Image
“I was going for the devious smile that would suddenly light up his face each time he'd read my mind, when all… — André Aciman Psychology Copy Share Image
“We belonged to each other, but had lived so far apart that we belonged to others now.” — André Aciman Far apart Copy Share Image
“Time makes us sentimental. Perhaps, in the end, it is because of time that we suffer.” — André Aciman Copy Share Image
“It never occurred to me that if one word from him could make me so happy, another could just as easily crush… — André Aciman Happiness Copy Share Image
“Are you going to be okay?' 'I thought I was. I'll get over it.' I'd heard too many characters say the same… — André Aciman Andre-aciman Copy Share Image
“I had known it would hurt. What I hadn’t expected was that the hurt would find itself coiled and twisted into sudden… — André Aciman Regret Copy Share Image
“I want you as intermezzo. So I said, I want you as both, or as in between. “He seemed taken aback. “Naughty,… — André Aciman First time Copy Share Image
“Watching him wearing my clothes was an unbearable turn-on. And he knew it. It was turning both of us on. The thought… — André Aciman Copy Share Image
Besides the fear of ending up with the totally wrong person, the first time between two persons is underscored by two things:… — André Aciman Awkwardness Copy Share Image
“Let’s go now.” He extended his hand to help me get up. I grabbed it and, turning on my side facing the… — André Aciman Stay Copy Share Image
“He remembered and instantly moaned his own name three times, as we’d done during that night. I could feel myself already getting… — André Aciman Gaze Copy Share Image
“Elio: You are the only person I'd like to say goodbye to when I die, becaue only then will this thing I… — André Aciman Cease to exist Copy Share Image
“What if it came and didn’t let go, a sorrow that had come to stay, and did to me what longing for… — André Aciman Grief Copy Share Image
“There is a law somewhere that says that when one person is thoroughly smitten with the other, the other must unavoidably be… — André Aciman Love Copy Share Image
“Elio: This is my spot. All mine. I come here to read. I can't tell you the number of booksI've read here.… — André Aciman Books Copy Share Image
“How you live your life is your business. But remember, our hearts and our bodies are given to us only once. Most… — André Aciman Business Copy Share Image
“Oliver: I knew I was making you uncomfortable, but I just had to make sure. Elio: So you knew all this time?… — André Aciman Copy Share Image
Many critics speak about coming-of-age love, about initiation, about young libido, and so forth. I've never seen it only this way. We… — André Aciman Bumps in the road Copy Share Image
“I had worshipped them all once. I had touched them the way a civet rubs itself on the objects it covets. They’d… — André Aciman Desire Copy Share Image
