“I could tell he was tasting it at that very instant. Something that was mine was in his mouth, more his than… — André Aciman Time Copy Share Image
Rituals are how we step into our private field of dreams, a small Elysium all our own. Rituals are made not just… — Andre Aciman Dreams Copy Share Image
Marseilles, Barcelona, Trieste, Istanbul - each romances the Mediterranean in its own fashion, mostly by embracing the sea in sweeping C-shaped bays… — Andre Aciman Barcelona Copy Share Image
“In his heart of hearts, I am sure, he couldn't wait to say the Pledge of Allegiance. I asked him what did… — Andre Aciman Pledge Copy Share Image
I may write about place and displacement, but what I'm really writing about is dispersion, evasion, ambivalence: not so much a subject… — Andre Aciman Copy Share Image
“Was he my home, then, my homecoming? You are my homecoming. When I’m with you and we’re well together, there is nothing… — André Aciman Home Copy Share Image
I can't forget the scene in 'My Night at Maud's' when the very pious engineer in the business suit decides to sit… — Andre Aciman Business Copy Share Image
“Of course, I feared that the joy I felt, like certain trees, had taken root at the edge of a craggy cliff.… — André Aciman Cliff Copy Share Image
“But I wasn’t fooling myself. I was convinced that no one in the world wanted him as physically as I did; nor… — André Aciman Every night Copy Share Image
“I always tried to keep him within my field of vision. I never let him drift away from me except when he… — André Aciman Dreams Copy Share Image
“I was happy that the room would revert to me. In my/his room, it would be easier to remember our nights. No,… — André Aciman Andre-aciman Copy Share Image
“We should have talked…” “Maybe,” I said. Of all the things I could have uttered that morning, this insignificant “maybe” was the… — André Aciman Money Copy Share Image
“Perhaps he was a stand-in for who I was, a primitive version of the me I'd lost track of and sloughed off… — Andre Aciman Green card Copy Share Image
“Occasionally you'll say "Excuse me" when I happen to stand in your way, and "Thank you" when your ball drifts into my… — André Aciman Copy Share Image
“Every walk carves out a new city. And each of these tiny cities has its main square, a downtown area all its… — André Aciman Cities-spaces-places Copy Share Image
“From this moment on, I thought, from this moment on—I had, as I’d never before in my life, the distinct feeling of… — André Aciman Coming home Copy Share Image
“expatriation, like love, is not only a condition that devastates and reconfigures the self; it is, like love, a trope, a figure… — André Aciman Copy Share Image
As we walked, I began to wonder what the opposite of molting was and why, unlike the body, which sheds everything, the… — André Aciman Copy Share Image
“All I really wanted was one night with him, just one night—one hour, even—if only to determine whether I wanted him for… — André Aciman Desire Copy Share Image
“Perhaps the very least I wanted was for him to tell me that there was nothing wrong with me, that I was… — André Aciman Dignity Copy Share Image
“Later that evening in my diary, I wrote: I was exagerrating when I said I thought you hated the piece. What I… — André Aciman Love 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 Mind Copy Share Image
“Oh, I knew that other hand so well. May it never let go of me tonight. I worship every finger on that… — André Aciman Copy Share Image
There is always going to be a risk in a new love, a difficulty to be overcome, and more so considering all… — André Aciman Challenges Copy Share Image
“To be with you. To be with you, Oliver. With or without my bathing suit. To be with you on my bed.… — André Aciman Bathing suit Copy Share Image
“I like doing things for you, will do anything for you, just say the word, I liked you from day one, and… — André Aciman Communication Copy Share Image
Homer, Vergil, Dante, Shakespeare, Goethe, Proust - not exactly authors one expects to whiz through or take lightly, but like all works… — Andre Aciman Books Copy Share Image
“I know desire when I see it—and yet, this time, it slipped by completely. I was going for the devious smile that… — André Aciman Desire Copy Share Image
“Oliver was Oliver,' I said, as if that summed things up. 'Parce que c'était lui, parce que c'était moi,' my father added,… — André Aciman Allusion Copy Share Image
“I wanted him dead too, so that if I couldn't stop thinking about him and worrying about when would be the next… — André Aciman Next time Copy Share Image
“What if my body—just my body, my heart—cried out for his? What to do then? What if at night I wouldn't be… — André Aciman Andre-aciman Copy Share Image
“Only then, by a ricochet mechanism that totally surprised me, did it hit me. Had Oliver been doing the same with me?… — André Aciman Ricochet Copy Share Image
“It never occurred to me that what had totally panicked me when he touched me was exactly what startles virgins on being… — André Aciman Copy Share Image
“I was so spellbound that I wrenched myself free from his touch, because a moment longer and I would have slackened like… — André Aciman Copy Share Image
“I wish I hadn’t spoken,” I finally said. I knew as soon as I’d said it that I’d broken the exiguous spell… — André Aciman Copy Share Image
“He is right, there is no denying it,' said my father under his breath, as though mimicking the part of a cowered… — André Aciman Andre-aciman Copy Share Image
“Right now you may not want to feel anything. Perhaps you never wished to feel anything. And perhaps it's not with me… — André Aciman Copy Share Image
“Staring at his neck with its star and telltale amulet was like staring at something timeless, ancestral, immortal in me, in him,… — André Aciman Amulet Copy Share Image
“What I wanted to preserve was the turbulent gasp in his voice which lingered with me for days afterward and told me… — André Aciman Choices-and-consequences Copy Share Image
“I wanted no secrets, no screens, nothing between us. Little did I know that if I relished the gust of candor that… — André Aciman Honesty Copy Share Image
