-
Sometimes parents loved their sons so much that they made a romance out of their lives. They thought our youth could help us overcome everything. Maybe moms and dads forgot about this one small fact: being on the verge of seventeen could be harsh and painful and confusing. Being on the verge of seventeen could really suck.
Benjamin Alire Saenz
-
Dante and I were the last two boys in America who grew up without television.
Benjamin Alire Saenz
-
Show me a man without regrets and I’ll show you a man without a conscience.
Benjamin Alire Saenz
-
You can’t expect to go both ways when you’re driving on a one-way street.
Benjamin Alire Saenz
-
Do you think, Ari, that love has anything to do with the secrets of the universe? I don’t know. Maybe.
Benjamin Alire Saenz
-
I wanted to tell him that all the awful things that happened in the old world were dead. And the new world, the world we lived in now, the world we were creating, that world would be better. But I didn’t say it, because I wasn’t sure it was true.
Benjamin Alire Saenz
-
Everyone was becoming someone else. Sometimes, when you were older, you became someone younger. And me, I felt old.
Benjamin Alire Saenz
-
Because you didn’t need words when you were sitting in the light.
Benjamin Alire Saenz
-
Her eyes were as sad as they were fierce.
Benjamin Alire Saenz
-
It all happened in an instant, like a flash of lightning, only the lightning wasn’t coming from the sky, it was coming from somewhere inside of me.
Benjamin Alire Saenz
-
No extra credit for being decent human beings.
Benjamin Alire Saenz
-
And then I don't know why, but I felt sad. And then I started thinking about my brother. Every time I felt sad, I thought about him. Maybe deep down a part of me was always thinking about him. Sometimes, I caught myself spelling out his name. B-E-R-N-A-R-D-O. What was my brain doing, spelling out his name without my permission?
Benjamin Alire Saenz
-
I noticed his smile was a little sad. Maybe everyone was a little sad. Maybe so.
Benjamin Alire Saenz
-
So if I don’t write as many letters as you do, don’t be upset. I’m not doing it to upset you, okay? This is my problem. I want other people to tell me how they feel. But I’m not so sure I want to return the favor.
Benjamin Alire Saenz
-
When is the right time for anything? Who knows? Living is an art, not a science.
Benjamin Alire Saenz
-
And prayer? How could you pray to a God you wanted to hit?
Benjamin Alire Saenz
-
Maybe we just lived between hurting and healing.
Benjamin Alire Saenz
-
We stood there for long time. Neither one of us said anything. I felt small and insignificant and inadequate. I hated feeling that way. I was going to stop feeling that way. I was going to stop.
Benjamin Alire Saenz
-
Were you afraid Dad wouldn’t come back? I didn’t think about it. I made myself not think about it. I’m good at that.
Benjamin Alire Saenz
-
Maybe dogs were one of the secrets of the universe.
Benjamin Alire Saenz
-
There was something about the sound of a man in pain that resembled the sound of a wounded animal.
Benjamin Alire Saenz
-
The problem is not that I don't love my mother and father. The problem is that I don't know how to love them.
Benjamin Alire Saenz
-
People can be cruel. People hate what they don’t understand.” “But, Dad, they don’t want to understand.” “Maybe they don’t. But we have to find a way to discipline our hearts so that their cruelty doesn’t turn us into hurt animals.
Benjamin Alire Saenz
-
Sometimes, all you have to do is tell people the truth. They won't believe you. After that, they'll leave you alone.
Benjamin Alire Saenz
