Chris Gutierrez

“The room was darker and smelled of evergreen, as though my mother had been dreaming of trees.”
― Scott Heim, We Disappear

“It was a light that shone over our faces, our wounds and scars. It was a light so brilliant and white it could have been beamed from heaven, and Brian and I could have been angels, basking in it. But it wasn’t, and we weren’t.”
― Scott Heim, Mysterious Skin

“Any fool can be happy. It takes a man with real heart to make beauty out of the stuff that makes us weep.”
― Clive Barker, Abarat: Days of Magic, Nights of War

“He spoke so slowly, cobwebs could have formed between his words.”
― Scott Heim, Mysterious Skin