“ Grief was a terrible and beautiful thing. ”
I bet you could sometimes find all the mysteries of the universe in someone's hand.
~ Benjamin Alire Sáenz
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 I'm not afraid.
