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Looks Over (Gives Light, #2) QUOTES

Looks Over (Gives Light, #2) QUOTES

1 " He swore loudly, confused. I won't repeat the word here. I'm a gentleman. "

― , Looks Over (Gives Light, #2)

2 " The shaman helps you figure it out. I already know what I'm going to be."

I prodded him in the ribs. He couldn't just leave me hanging like that.

"A speech therapist." he said.

The whole world could have stopped. I wouldn't have noticed.

Rafael gave me an unusually stoic look. "I'm going to get your voice back someday," he said. "I though that was obvious. "

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3 " A dam inside my own heart opened up, and the feelings of heaviness and unease lifted like wind against the winter sky. I loved him. I loved his slow wit and his gruff demeanor and his tender disposition. I loved his endless empathy and his world-weary cynicism and his innocence. I loved that he was a walking, breathing paradox. I loved his lank hair and his iron earring and the tooth missing at the back of his mouth. I loved the way he laughed, music incomparable to any song, and the way he smiled, like you could see the child in him and the animal in him and the man in him all at once. I loved that he listened to crappy music, the kind that made me want to put my head through a wall, and I loved the charcoal stains on his knuckles and the pencils he tucked behind his ears. I loved that he told me to shut up as though I could actually say anything. I loved that he made me feel as though I could. I loved his short fingers and his rough palms and his long legs and his flat belly. I loved that he liked to read Kerouac but didn't know how to pronounce Kerouac. I loved his brown skin and his blue tattoos and his tempestuous blue eyes. I loved that he loved the land. I loved him. I loved him. Oh, God. I loved him. "

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4 " It's not blood that makes us who we are," Dad said. "It's family. And it's not blood that makes us family. It's love. "

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5 " I was going to punch the shit out him," he told me. I could feel his voice vibrating against my skin. "Luke. I didn't though. You know why?"

I'd wondered about that.

"You asked me not to. Last summer. Remember? You gave me that note. 'Stop punching people.' It's the only thing you've ever asked me to do. I can do that much for you. I think I'd do anything for you. "

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6 " Mr. Red Clay smiled; I had the impression it was meant to hide a smirk. "You'll forgive me for saying this," he said, "but I don't put much stock in this country's education system. There's a reason why American schools are ranked twenty-first in the entire world. Let me put it this way, Skylar. There are only three things you need to know in life. Who you are, how the world works, and how you can change it. "

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7 " You'll have to forgive me," Dad said. His mouth was moving very little, a sign that he was tense. "I'm not...familiar with...the protocol. For boys like you. But I..."

I felt my face turning red. No, no, no. Quit while you're ahead, Dad. Please.

"I'm sure you have...urges," Dad went on. "All teenage boys have...urges. I don't know whether you've...tried anything--"

I said please!

"Just as long as you're safe. That's very important. You still have to be safe, even if you're both boys. I don't know what really...um, entails. You know. How you...do things. I could look it up for you--"

I clapped my hand over Dad's mouth. I took him by his arm, my face burning, and dragged him back to the field. "

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8 " He's like...'I thought you were just friends.' You are my friend. You're my best friend. Why doesn't he get that? Anyway...I think he wants your dad to rally with him. I'm pretty sure he doesn't give a damn about the dry rot in the basement."

I quirked the corner of my mouth dubiously. Dad rallying with Gabriel was pretty unlikely, considering the lengths he had gone to in proving his approval.

Rafael took one look at me, horrified, and I knew we were on the same wavelength. He whispered: "If your dad gives my uncle the safe sex talk... "

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9 " This is how you know somebody loves you. When you can’t tie your own shoes and they don’t mind tying them for you. "

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10 " If someone else had raised me…well, I might not have turned out to be me.
 
Imagine that.  Not being you.
 
I don’t think I can. "

― , Looks Over (Gives Light, #2)