I’ve always felt that two people who shared as much as we did and shared such important years should have never drifted apart. Sam, Attachments by Rainbow Rowell (via my-typewritten-thoughts)
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I miss you, he’d written at the end. And I wish you were here, too. Owen, The Geography of You and Me by Jennifer E. Smith
She talked softly and thoughtfully, like she was telling me a secret, and I leaned in toward her, suddenly overwhelmed with the feeling that we must kiss, that we ought to kiss right now on the dusty orange couch with its cigarette burns and its decades of collected dust. And I would have: I would …
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What age is a black boy when he learns he’s scary? Jonathan Lethem, The Fortress of Solitude
I took the book from my pocket, glancing for a moment at the jacket with the feeling of safety that a set of bound-together pages has always afforded me. John Boyne, The Absolutist (via thebooker )