The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao

by littlesarahbigworld

This one was also a going-away present/loan, from Nikki.

“(Later when he thought about it he realized that these very cousins could have gotten him laid if only he’d bothered to hang out with them. But you can’t regret the life you didn’t lead.)”

“Freezing out, she said. She had her gloves in one hand like a crumpled bouquet.”

“The next day he woke up feeling like he’d been unshackled from his fat, like he’d been washed clean of his misery, and for a long time he couldn’t remember why he felt this way, and then he said her name.”

“This is how you treat your mother? she cried. And if I could of I would have broken the entire length of my life across her face, but instead I screamed back, And this is how you treat your daughter?”

“These days I have to ask myself: What made me angrier? That Oscar, the fat loser, quit, or that Oscar, the fat loser, defied me? And I wonder: What hurt him more? That I was never really his friend, or that I pretended to be?”

“Was I really reading my roommate’s journal behind his back? Of course I was.”

“That’s life for you. All the happiness you gather to yourself, it will sweep away like it’s nothing.”