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P 310 Ari's thoughts ....Maybe the difference between being a boy and being a man is that boys couldn't control the awful things they sometimes felt. And men could. That afternoon, I was just a boy. Not even close to being a man.
I looked at my dad. He didn't say a word. My mother had moved closer to me. She couldn't stop combing my hair with her fingers. I;m so ashamed, I whispered. "I wanted to hurt them back.""Ari?" My father's voice was soft. "Ari, Ari,…
"Someday, I'm going to discover all the secrets of the universe."
"I was mostly invisible. I think I liked it that way."
"Sometimes I think my father has all these scars. On his heart. In his head. All over."
"Feeling sorry for myself was an art."
"Sometimes when people talk, they don't always tell the truth."
"One summer night I fell asleep, hoping the world would be different when I woke."
"The problem with my life was that it was someone else's idea."
"Do you think, Ari, that love has anything to do with the secrets of the universe?"
I bet you could sometimes find all of the mysteries of the universe in someone's hand.
The summer sun was not meant for boys like me. Boys like me belonged to the rain.
"Do you remember the summer of the rain...You must let everything fall that wants to fall. —Karen Fiser”
All I did was smile at him. He'd told me something about himself. I was happy Ari (pg.66)
"Smiles are like that. They come and go."
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"Scars. A sign that you had been hurt. A sign thst you had been healed."
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"And me, I always felt that I didn't belong anywhere. I didn't even belong in my own body - especially in my own body. I was changing into someone I didn't know. The change hurt but I didn't know why it hurt. And nothing about my own…
To be careful with people and with words was a rare and beautiful thing.
I had a rule that it was better to be bored by yourself than to be bored with someone else. I pretty much lived by that rule. Maybe that's why I didn't have any friends.
I didn't understand how you could live in a mean world and not have any of that meanness rub off on you. How could a guy live without meanness?
See, the thing about guys is that I didn't really care to be around them. I mean, guys really made me uncomfortable. I don't know why, not exactly. I just, I don't know, I just didn't belong. I think it embarrassed the hell out of me that…
Man loneliness was much bigger than boy loneliness.
I renamed myself Ari.If I switched the letter, my name was Air.I thought it might be a great thing to be the air.I could be something and nothing at the same time. I could be necessary and also invisible. Everyone would need me…
It was good to laugh. I wanted to laugh and laugh and laugh until I laughed myself into becoming someone else.
“You should just sit them down and make them tell you. Make them be adults."---"You can't make anyone be an adult. Especially an adult.”
