It's gratifying to see a story, with themes most people would shy from, being shown in big screens and celebrated and talked about by people. And while Call Me By Your Name essentially does have a similar theme to Autoboyography, it's also very different.
Elio is a curious and confused teenage boy,
Reading this book felt like being run down a ten-wheeler truck (I don't really know how that feels but I'm using that comparison anyway) and thanking the driver and the truck for it. I was lowkey masochistic while reading the book. It hurt so much but I still read on because the pain felt good. More than that, the book packs some good life lessons that I really appreciate getting from just reading than living through them.
Favourite Lines from:
Call Me By Your Name
by André Aciman
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He would joke in Italian, pick one out, and ask, Is this one blushing with shame? No, she would say, this one is too young still, youth has no shame, shame comes with age.
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But seeing everyone take such a liking to him, I found a strange, small oasis of peace. What could possibly be wrong with liking someone everyone else liked?
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And when he wasn’t with me, I didn’t much care what he did so long as he remained the exact same person with others as he was with me. Don’t let him be someone else when he’s away. Don’t let him be someone I’ve never seen before. Don’t let him have a life other than the life I know he has with us, with me. Don’t let me lose him
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I knew I had no hold on him, nothing to offer, nothing to lure him by.
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“Do you like being alone?” he asked.
“No. No one likes being alone. But I’ve learned how to live with it.”
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“I’m not wise at all. I told you, I know nothing. I know books, and I know how to string words together—it doesn’t mean I know how to speak about the things that matter most to me.”
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Like soldiers trained to fight by night, I lived in the dark so as not to be blinded when darkness came. Rehearse the pain to dull the pain.
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We rip out so much of ourselves to be cured of things faster than we should that we go bankrupt by the age of thirty and have less to offer each time we start with someone new. But to feel nothing so as not to feel anything - what a waste!
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I believe with every cell in my body that every cell in yours must not, must never, die, and if it does have to die, let it die inside my body
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“I knock on the glass panel, softly. My heart is beating like crazy. I am afraid of nothing, so why be so frightened? Why? Because everything scares me, because both fear and desire are busy equivocating with each other, with me, I can’t even tell the difference between wanting him to open the door and hoping he stood me up”.
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Let summer never end, let him never go away, let the music on perpetual replay play forever, I’m asking for very little, and I swear I’ll ask for nothing more.
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He came. He left. Nothing else had changed. I had not changed. The world hadn't changed. Yet nothing would be the same. All that remains is dreammaking and strange remembrance.
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Time makes us sentimental. Perhaps, in the end, it is because of time that we suffer.
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We belonged to each other, but had lived so far apart that we belonged to others now.
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Think of me someday.
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