“I looked at Laura . . . and wondered at how many lives before this life we might have known together.” — Hannah Lillith Assadi Copy Share Image
“I first understood why Christians prayed for a savior in the form of a beautiful man. He had absolved me of the… — Hannah Lillith Assadi Copy Share Image
“We would survive even ourselves, as long as we were together.” — Hannah Lillith Assadi Copy Share Image
“I lit a cigarette. 'Go ahead, take a smoke,' my father said. 'It won't kill you. Only sadness will.” — Hannah Lillith Assadi Copy Share Image
“With the years, we become even more ourselves and call this change.” — Hannah Lillith Assadi Copy Share Image
“When you are rich, your past disappears. You get everything you want when you want it . . . Everyone wants to… — Hannah Lillith Assadi Copy Share Image
“I look out at the reservation, still and glittering with casinos, and think of all the death dried up and buried in… — Hannah Lillith Assadi Copy Share Image
“Her father kneels and unclasps the urn. Above the waves she falls graceful as snow, my sister, my Sonora.” — Hannah Lillith Assadi Copy Share Image
“One day you look in the mirror and you see your parents' sadness in your eyes.” — Hannah Lillith Assadi Copy Share Image
“I am a memory house for those I have lost, those I no longer know.” — Hannah Lillith Assadi Copy Share Image
“There is the body of history ever atop of us, and the body of memory rustling within us. Between the two, we… — Hannah Lillith Assadi Copy Share Image
“This is it. This is how I always saw heaven, always by the sea, always by night, always in the dark.” — Hannah Lillith Assadi Copy Share Image
“My father insisted I eat red meat. 'You'll lose your brain without food,' he said. A meal to him without beef was… — Hannah Lillith Assadi Copy Share Image
“My brain came alight with tenderness for her. I felt so sorry for everything. I yearned to embrace her, kiss her even,… — Hannah Lillith Assadi Copy Share Image
“Sometimes in the corner of my eye, I saw a girl running through the loft. A see-through girl, a silhouette. She looked… — Hannah Lillith Assadi Copy Share Image
“I asked the boy who wept what it felt like, crystal meth, the prettiest name for a drug besides heroin. Crystal methamphetamine.… — Hannah Lillith Assadi Copy Share Image
“It was long past midnight. Laura's music played on. It was composed in the language of stars, tinkling in a crystal pool… — Hannah Lillith Assadi Copy Share Image
“I have forgiven Sonora. I have forgiven New York, forsaken the recursion of history. But I do not yet know how to… — Hannah Lillith Assadi Copy Share Image
“Cutters read the land like a text. They search the manuscript of the ground for irregularities in its narration. They know the… — Luis Alberto Urrea Copy Share Image
“New York was always so beautiful in the very crux of parting with it.” — Hannah Lillith Assadi Copy Share Image
“The instruments were all half desired, half forgotten. It was as if they were left behind by a ghost right in the… — Hannah Lillith Assadi Copy Share Image
“I knew beauty for me would only ever be derived from loss.” — Hannah Lillith Assadi Copy Share Image
