“I hadn’t a hope left. And maybe I stared back because there wasn’t a thing to lose now. I stared back with… — André Aciman Hope Copy Share Image
“Blue: the afternoon he stepped into my room from the balcony, the day he massaged my shoulder, or when he picked up… — André Aciman Copy Share Image
“To me those hours spent at that round wooden table in our garden with the large umbrella imperfectly shading my papers, the… — André Aciman Time Copy Share Image
“But this thing that almost never was still beckons, I wanted to tell him. They can never undo it, never unwrite it,… — André Aciman Andre-aciman Copy Share Image
“He was okay with himself, the way he was okay with his body, with his looks, with his antic backhand, with his… — André Aciman Copy Share Image
“It was just that I was hoping we'd go together.' 'You mean like the other day?' he added, as though to help… — André Aciman Andre-aciman Copy Share Image
“Finally his voice came through. 'Elio,' he said. I could hear my parents and the voices of children in the background. No… — André Aciman Andre-aciman Copy Share Image
“Of course it had moved me, but it had flattered me as well, as though his gesture had said, I believe with… — André Aciman Die Inside Copy Share Image
“If I put my foot on the floor and pretend that his is just behind the leg of the table, will that… — André Aciman Andre-aciman Copy Share Image
“I’m not wise at all. I told you, I know nothing. I know books, and I know how to string words together—it… — André Aciman Andre-aciman Copy Share Image
“read stories of restless people who always end up alone and hate being alone because it’s always themselves they can’t stand being… — André Aciman Hate being alone Copy Share Image
For every life we live, there are at least eight others we've gotten close to but may never know. — Andre Aciman Close Copy Share Image
“We were too close, I thought, I'd never been so close to him except in a dream or when he cupped his… — André Aciman Andre-aciman Copy Share Image
“The peach was soft and firm, and when I finally succeeded in tearing it apart with my cock, I saw that its… — André Aciman Copy Share Image
“To live with yourself you had to cut off the hand that offended, cut, slice, peel, scrape, and tear away at yourself… — André Aciman 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 Andre-aciman Copy Share Image
“I couldn't understand how boldness and sorrow, how you're so hard and do you really care for me? could be so thoroughly… — André Aciman Adolescence Copy Share Image
Nothing would have shocked Proust more than to hear that his work was perceived as difficult or inaccessibly rarefied. — Andre Aciman Difficult Copy Share Image
“It would never have occurred to him that in placing the apricot in my palm he was giving me his ass to… — André Aciman Gay Copy Share Image
“When I looked at my crotch, to my complete dismay I saw it was damp. Had he seen it? Surely he must… — André Aciman 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 Three times Copy Share Image
