Uri Guzman

“My mind is a warehouse of carefully organized human emotions.
I lock away the things that do not serve me.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Destroy Me

“Sir, can you hear me?" Another cry. But this time, a voice I don't detest.
"Sire, please, can you hear me-"
"I've been shot, Delalieu," I manage to say. I open my eyes. Look into his watery ones. "I haven't gone deaf.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Destroy Me

“Watching her talk to someone else made me crazy. I was jealous. Ridiculous. I wanted her to know me; I wanted her to talk to me. And I felt it then: this strange, inexplicable sense that she might be the only person in the world I could really care about.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Destroy Me

“Good God, I have taken leave of my senses. I never thank Delalieu. I've likely given the poor man a heart attack.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Destroy Me