“Is this one blushing with shame? No, she would say, this one is too young still, youth has no shame, shame comes… — André Aciman Shame Copy Share Image
“We were, it finally dawned on me, the two shyest persons in the world. My father was the only one who had… — André Aciman Parenting Copy Share Image
“Kiss me now, before it’s totally gone,” I said. His mouth would taste of peaches and me.” — André Aciman Copy Share Image
Nothing would have shocked Proust more than to hear that his work was perceived as difficult or inaccessibly rarefied. — Andre Aciman Copy Share Image
'My Night at Maud's,' 'Claire's Knee,' 'Chloe in the Afternoon' are grafted onto my life. — Andre Aciman Copy Share Image
“I knew that he was filled with grief when he finally kissed me one last time in one of the bathroom stalls… — André Aciman Grief Copy Share Image
“I knew I was making you uncomfortable, but I just had to make sure.” “So you knew all this time?” “Let’s say… — André Aciman Copy Share Image
“ I don't care to remember —like I know myself —hinted at a realm of human experience only others had access to,… — André Aciman Andre-aciman 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 can, from the distance of years now, still think I’m hearing the voices of two young men singing these words in… — André Aciman Copy Share Image
“I had rehearsed losing him not just to ward off suffering by taking it in small doses beforehand, but, as all superstitious… — André Aciman Superstitious Copy Share Image
“I liked his bookstore manner. He was curious but not entirely focused, interested yet nonchalant, veering between a Look what I've found… — André Aciman Books Copy Share Image
It is Proust's implacable honesty, his reluctance to cut corners or to articulate what might have been good enough or credible enough… — Andre Aciman Copy Share Image
“He was whispering, “Off, and off, and off, and off,” which made me laugh, and suddenly I was totally naked, feeling the… — André Aciman Copy Share Image
“Next to it on the wall was a framed postcard of Monet's berm. I recognized it immediately. 'It used to be mine,… — André Aciman Andre-aciman Copy Share Image
“I took a sip from my second martini, feeling as decadent as one of those jazz piano players who smoke a lot… — André Aciman Martini Copy Share Image
“Oliver: I'm like you. I remember everything. Elio: I stopped for a second. If you remember everthing, I wanted to say, and… — André Aciman Copy Share Image
“I wanted to hear his window open, hear his espadrilles on the balcony, and then the sound of my own window, which… — André Aciman Desire Copy Share Image
“I smiled right away, because I caught his attempt to backpedal, which instantly brought complicit smiles to our faces, like a passionate… — André Aciman Copy Share Image
“In years to come, if the book was still in his possession, I wanted him to ache. Better yet, I wanted someone… — 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
“Fear not. It will come. At least I hope it does. And when you least expect it. Nature has cunning ways of… — André Aciman Fear Copy Share Image
“Of course, he had no idea what I’d been thinking minutes earlier, but the firm, rounded cheeks of the apricot with their… — André Aciman Copy Share Image
“Not a fire of passion, not a ravaging fire, but something paralyzing, like the fire of cluster bombs that suck up the… — André Aciman Feelings Copy Share Image
“How I wished I had shoulders like his. Maybe I wouldn’t long for them if I had them?” — André Aciman Copy Share Image
“Luckily I’d asked him again to give me Billowy that morning, after I’d made sure he wore it all through our stay… — André Aciman Copy Share Image
“I’m not sleeping with you. “Maybe you won’t. Maybe you will. The night is young. And I haven’t given up.” — André Aciman Night Copy Share Image
I write - so it would seem - to recapture, to preserve and return to the past, though I might just as… — Andre Aciman Copy Share Image
“He was good, and you were both lucky to have found each other, because you too are good.” — André Aciman Copy Share Image
In Alexandria, my birthplace and my home, all streets bearing Jewish names have been renamed. — Andre Aciman Alexandria Copy Share Image
If I could have him like this in my dreams every night of my life, I'd stake my entire life on dreams… — André Aciman Copy Share Image
I like to read the paper online. And I love email. And I love nothing better than to be interrupted. — Andre Aciman Copy Share Image
“Green, which he seldom wore: acquiescent, eager to learn, eager to speak, sunny—why wasn’t he always like this?” — André Aciman Copy Share Image
“Knock at my door at night and see if I haven’t already left it ajar for you. Walk inside. There’s always room… — André Aciman Copy Share Image
“I was happy, and this was all that mattered, with others, without others, I was happy.” — André Aciman Happiness Copy Share Image
“My father would never object. He might make a face at first, then take it back.” — André Aciman Copy Share Image
“Fear not. It will come. At least I hope it does. And when you least expect it. Nature has cunning ways of… — André Aciman Andre-aciman Copy Share Image
“And we'll want to call it envy, because to call it regret would break our hearts.” — André Aciman Envy Copy Share Image
“People who read are hiders. They hide who they are. People who hide don’t always like who they are.” — André Aciman Books Copy Share Image
“True,” said someone, “your ‘invigoration’ works only on those who no longer have it.” — André Aciman Copy Share Image
