Eliana

“Frankly, I’m not real sure what to feel. Never thought I’d be in this kind of situation. There was this kid, Shemar Carson… a black dude, my age, shot and killed in Nevada by this white cop back in June.”
― Nic Stone, Dear Martin

“I still miss him so much, dude,” he says, his voice breaking. “It’s been almost a year and I still just can’t—I’m sorry, man, you don’t wanna hear all this.”

“Nah, it’s cool.” Now Jus’s eyes are moist. “I understand, man. I really do.”

“He’s never gonna visit me at college or be my best man, you know?”...

"He was my first real friend. I thought we’d grow old together and shit, you know?”
― Nic Stone, Dear Martin

“All they ‘protect and serve’ is their own interests”
― Nic Stone, Dear Martin

“some of Quan’s words run laps in Jus’s head: Resistance is existence….These white people don’t got no respect for us….There’s no escaping the Black Man’s Curse….It’s exactly the kind of thinking Jus tried to combat with the letters to Martin.”
― Nic Stone, Dear Martin