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“Words can wound—but they’re bridges, too. (Like the bridges that are all that Genghis left behind.) Though maybe a bridge can also be a...

" My homosexuality remained at that point purely theoretical, an untested hypothesis. But it was a hypothesise so thorough and so...

“The flower bloomed and faded. The sun rose and sank. The lover loved and went. And what the poets said in rhyme, the young translated...

“Those wrenching eyes, which could lift up the entire skeleton of my being. How I longed for myself to be subsumed into the ocean of her...

"She leanred forward in the chiar. She thought of a generation of girls who might grow up strong and unbothered and untouched, healthy,...

Themes: Uncertainty; Paranoia; Mundanity; Romance; Desire; Light/Dark; Memory; Religion; Eyes/Sight Discussion Questions: What do you...

"When all we have are these brief spans between our nonexistences, why not make the most of the life you're living now? The price is...

“I want someone who is fierce and will love me until death and knows that love is as strong as death, and be on my side forever and ever....

" She is fresh air, and warmth, and mornings in July. What is there to fix? There is evil in my yearning, I know, I just can't see where...

“I’ve learned to reframe telling people as inviting in, instead of coming out — inviting into a place of trust, a place for building —...

“I’ve built you a house out of my bones and still it’s as if you believe there are cracks in it.” Themes: Desire; Power; Competition;...

"The impulse to know all of her, the idea that I could, the accidental promise of her raised eyebrows." Themes: Gender; Romance;...

Themes: Coming-Of-Age; Desire; Sexuality; Friendship; Summer; Good Luck, Babe! Discussion Questions: How does Bensimon establish the...

“Perhaps that was the most perverse part of this: the inside-outness of everything, as if denial would make it go away, when it only made...

“'Someone needs to tame you.' I felt my heart sink at the fatalism of her reasoning. Yet we laughed and kept holding on to each other....

"We keep to ourselves, a small pack of wandering the margins of the world. We save money and give it to them, the same people who eat us...

“I am trying, late in the evening, to say something about love, which for many of us is not separable from the other shit.” Themes:...

“Life was indeed interminable. The inattention of her contemporaries to some mortal questions, like race, didn’t suit her. She didn’t...

“Who was I now—woman or man? That question could never be answered as long as those were the only choices; it could never be answered if...