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“He was like a heart that was beating in every pore of my body. His heart was beating in my heart. His heart was beating in my head. His heart was beating in my stomach. His heart was beating in my legs. His heart was beating in my arms, my hands, my fingers. His heart was beating in my tongue, my lips. No wonder I was trembling.”
― Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Dive into the Waters of the World

“How the dead must cringe at our resistance to look as if we've lived.”
― Kate Baer, I Hope This Finds You Well: Poems

“Sometimes you’ll feel the loneliness of exile. And sometimes you’ll feel the happiness of belonging.”
― Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Dive into the Waters of the World

“A dreamer,” scorns her mother.

“A dreamer,” mourns her father.

“A dreamer,” warns Estele.

Still, it does not seem such a bad word.”
― V.E. Schwab, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue