Teaser Tuesday #151

- C'est pas un gentil gars ton Rodrigue.
- Alors, un, c'est pas "mon" Rodrigue et deux...deux...J'ai pas de deux.

Biblimi a écrit:Voici un autre extrait de "Mêlée à deux" d'Angéla Morelli

- C'est pas un gentil gars ton Rodrigue.
- Alors, un, c'est pas "mon" Rodrigue et deux...deux...J'ai pas de deux.

Une merveille, une pépite, une déchirure... Il me reste un dernier chapitre à lire, que je n'ai pas le courage de lire ce soir...

Memorizing you de Dan Skinner

Choisir des citations est particulièrement difficile tant les passages magnifiques sont nombreux. Le choix a été compliqué mais je me suis enfin décidée pour trois extraits.
Je vous laisse en compagnie des mots de David et surtout ceux de Ryan, un des plus beaux et sensibles personnages qu'il m'ait été donné de rencontré, et de ceux de David... Nul besoin d'expliquer le contexte, nul besoin...

“I wanted to tell everyone I was in love. I wanted to tell them how I felt. I wanted to scream if off the porch to complete strangers. It was a feeling that didn't want to be contained in the small privacy of my mind. Of course, I knew there would be no telling anyone. I'd heard the word so many times. But I'd never contemplated its meaning.
Love.
It hat explained itself to me. I was swept away by what it really meant. It was a word used to convey what had no language. It was a word used to explain a million things that couldn't be explained. It simplified what the heart could not.”

His hand came from the shadows and found mine. Tender fingers entwined, squeezed gently.
“When the landscape of real life gets ugly, we can pick up a book of fantasy and find a beautiful world, all green and filled with sunshine. When we can’t find an end to something sad, there’s always a novel where everything turns out okay and makes us feel better about things. And even though we know they’re made up, we think that maybe there’s just a possibility, in spite of all the ugliness around us, we really do have a chance to make it all work out. Because we read it. And we wanted it to be real.”

“Faggot, queer, fairy. Those words aren’t taught in a history course. You don’t learn them with the alphabet. Discrimination comes from the circles you’re supposed to trust. The home, the family, the church. They try to convince you God made you in his image, and then would destroy you because you weren’t good enough. That’s a good God? Who comes up with this crap?”