Quotes by Benjamin Alire Sáenz

I bet you could sometimes find all the mysteries of the universe in someones hand.

How could I have ever been ashamed of loving Dante Quintana?

Rafael?””Yeah?”„Do we all have monsters?”„Yes.”„Why does God give us so many monsters?”„You want to know my theory?”„Sure.”„I think it’s other people who give us monsters. Maybe God doesn’t have anything to do with it.

In the distance, I can see a storm coming in, the dark clouds and the lightning on the horizon moving towards me. I wait and I wait and I wait for the storm. And then it comes, and the rains wash away the nightmares and the memories. And Im not afraid.

Summertime. It was a song. It was a season. I wondered if that season would ever live inside of me.

What is this thing you call substance abuse? All I wanna do is forget and get loose.Drinking and smoking over and overWhats so great about a life thats sober?Theres nothing cool about being youngWhen the monsters of night have stolen the sun.Im tired of searching for words in the sky.All I wanna do is drink and die. Nothing is real. Its all a big lie. All I wanna do is drink and die. Theres nothing cool about being youngWhen the monsters of night have stolen the sun.

The day he came home from the hospital, he cried. I held him. I thought he would never stop.I knew that a part of him would never be the same.They cracked more than his ribs.

You can’t expect to go both ways when you’re driving on a one-way street.

I think you love him more than you can bear.

It started to rain and we just sat. Sat and watched the rain in silence.

Ad we interviewing each other?Something like that.What position am I applying for?Best friend.I thought I already had the job.Dont be so sure, you arrogant son of a bitch.

Everyone was always becoming someone else.Sometimes, when you were older, you became someone younger. And me, I felt old. How can aguy who’s about to turn seventeen feel old?

Life was like that- there would always be something scratching at the door. And whatever was scratching would just scratch and scratch until you opened the door.

I was getting an A for work. But not for talent. The story of my life.

Another secret of the universe: Sometimes pain was like a storm that came out of nowhere. The clearest summer could end in a downpour. Could end in lightning and thunder.

For the music to be over so soon. For the music to be over when it had just begun. That was really sad.

Maybe it wasnt a good idea to rank the people in your life. Thats not how the heart worked. The heart didnt make lists.

The problem is not that I dont love my mother and father. The problem is that I dont know how to love them.

Maybe all that silence about my brother did something to me. I think it did. Not talking can make a guy pretty lonely

Someday, Im going to have to break some of your rules, Mom.I know, she said. Try to do it behind my back, will you?¨You can bet on that, Mom.¨We both sat there and laughed.