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“That was the day I learned how dangerous a color can be. That a boy could be knocked off that shade and made to reckon his trespass. Even if color is nothing but what the light reveals, that nothing has laws, and a boy on a pink bike must learn, above all else, the law of gravity.”
― Ocean Vuong, On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous

“The could-have been boys still love you.”
― Laura Dave, The Last Thing He Told Me

“Red wrote too much too fast. Her pen had a heart inside, and the nib was a wound in a vein. She stained the page with herself. She sometimes forgets what she wrote, save that it was true, and the writing hurt. But butterfly wings break when touched. Red knows her own weaknesses as well as anyone. She presses too hard, breaks what she would embrace, tears what she would touch to her teeth.”
― Amal El-Mohtar, This Is How You Lose the Time War

“This is the terrible thing about a tragedy. It isn't with you every minute. You forget it, and then you remember it again.”
― Laura Dave, The Last Thing He Told Me