Kathie Yang

“They faced each other. They did not speak. The moment, like the sun, dazzled them. Restored to each other. Returned from—where? They thought nothing of how this may have come about, nor of the future. Nor could they know that this moment would sustain their love for a lifetime. Its memory would overcome anger and exasperation with each other; boredom; malaise; journeys together and separations; temptations and sins against each other; illness, age. This timelessness of sea, sunlight, and stone would always call them back to their true selves.”
― William di Canzio

“We knew each other, we lived together, we loved together, and we were having a good time together. I hadn’t been this happy in a long time. We had plenty of destiny. If we played our cards right, we could reach the stars in this beautiful generation and never come down in a million years of rolling eternity.”
― Ross David Burke, When the Music's Over: My Journey into Schizophrenia

“But just as important to his education was Alec's understanding that both of his teachers were like him. This enriched his knowledge of himself and his kind: of himself, because he found he possessed this particular insight by nature; of his kind, because he now saw there were many of his sort, throughout all livelihoods and social classes, as different from one another as were folks who called themselves normal.”
― William di Canzio, Alec

“Ain't it over? They said it was fuckin' over! At the very moment when Alec's tears were salting Swavely's blood, people were cheering, dancing, drinking in Piccadilly, Times Square, on the Champs-Élysées. He hated them. There were only two kinds now, those who had fought and those who had not, and he hated those who had not.”
― William di Canzio, Alec