Benjamin Alire Saenz Quotes
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Her eyes were as sad as they were fierce.
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That smell—cigarette—it always made me think of him. He smoked his cigarette. I drove. I didn’t mind the silence and the desert and the cloudless sky. What did words matter to a desert?
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There I was. Sitting in my car. In the rain. Talking to Alejandra. And it felt more like home than the place where I slept.
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I sometimes think that I don't let myself know what I'm really thinking about. That doesn't make much sense but it makes sense to me. I have this idea that the reason we have dreams is that we're thinking about things that we don't know we're thinking about—and those things, well, they sneak out of us in our dreams. Maybe we're like tires with too much air in them. The air has to leak out. That's what dreams are.
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Sometimes you put things off. And you get addicted to putting things off.
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Sam, she was smart as hell. And she knew stuff. Lots and lots of stuff. She also felt stuff. Oh, man, could Sam feel. Sometimes I thought she was doing all the thinking, all the feeling, and all the living for both of us.
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There are more songs living inside her than there are leaves on her tree.
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And like everybody else in the known universe, she didn’t always let herself in on the truth.
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. . . Alive is a place. Alive is the new word for home.
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I think writing books is a way for me to work out certain issues. I write about what matters to me, always.
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He was on fire, she could almost touch the rage. He could scare people. He could make anyone afraid, if he wanted to.
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The storm was fierce. But I wasn’t afraid. I knew my father’s love was fiercer than any storm.
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Sometimes, all you have to do is tell people the truth. They won't believe you. After that, they'll leave you alone.
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I didn’t feel like a man just then. I felt like a five-year-old boy who didn’t want to do anything except play in a pile of leaves. A five-year-old boy with a greedy heart who wanted his grandmother to live forever.
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You should just sit them down and make them tell you. Make them be adults.
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You can't make anyone be an adult. Especially an adult.
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If there’s no heaven, I don’t really care. Maybe people are heaven, Dad. Some people, anyway. You and Sam and Fito. Maybe you’re all heaven. Maybe everyone’s heaven, and we just don’t know it.
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Who hurt you? When did it happen? How many times? Where? Tell me. Why do you hate yourself? Where do you keep the hurt?
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Maybe we don’t always know what we have inside us.
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She looked into my eyes. I wanted to look away. But I didn't. Her eyes were like the night sky in the desert. It felt like there was a whole world living inside her. I didn't know anything about that world.
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Words were different when they lived inside of you.
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I think it means that it’s not other people who make you feel like you’re alone. You do it to yourself.
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He thought that everyone should listen to her voice, because there was so much sadness and happiness in it, all at the same time. And he knew she could make the world be quiet, and he thought that maybe the world needed to be quiet. That was the problem with the world—it never stayed quiet long enough to listen.
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When you do something, you have to know exactly what you're doing.