Call Me By Your Name Quotes

“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!”
― Andre Aciman, Call Me by Your Name

“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.”
― André Aciman, Call Me by Your Name

“Perhaps we were friends first and lovers second.
But then perhaps this is what lovers are.”
― André Aciman

“Oliver was Oliver,' I said, as if that summed things up.

'Parce que c'était lui, parce que c'était moi,' my father added, quoting Montaigne's all-encompassing explanation for his friendship with Etienne de la Boétie.

I was thinking, instead, of Emily Brontë's words: because 'he's more myself than I am.”
― André Aciman, Call Me by Your Name

“How wonderful, to walk half drunk with a Lemonsoda on a muggy night like this around the gleaming slate cobblestones of Rome with someone's arm around me.”
― André Aciman, Call Me by Your Name

“What does this say about the life you've lived, then?'

'Part of it— just part of it —was a coma, but I prefer to call it a parallel life. It sounds better. Problem is that most of us have— live, that is—more than two parallel lives.”
― André Aciman, Call Me by Your Name

“We may never speak about this again. But I hope you’ll never hold it against me that we did. I will have been a terrible father if, one day, you’d want to speak to me and felt that the door was shut or not sufficiently open.”
― André Aciman, Call Me by Your Name

“What had been in my head for so long would now be out in the real world, no longer afloat in my foreverland of ambiguities.”
― André Aciman, Call Me by Your Name

“We walked down the back stairwell into the garden where the old breakfast table used to be. 'This was my father's spot. I call it his ghost spot. My spot used to be over there, if you remember.' I pointed to where my old table used to stand by the pool.

'Did I have a spot?' he asked with a half grin.

'You'll always have a spot.'

I wanted to tell him that the pool, the garden, the house, the tennis court, the orle of paradise, the whole place, would always be his ghost spot. Instead, I pointed upstairs to the French windows of his room. Your eyes are forever there, I wanted to say, trapped in the sheer curtains, staring out from my bedroom upstairs where no one sleeps these days. When there's a breeze and they swell and I look up from down here or stand outside on the balcony, I'll catch myself thinking that you're in there, staring out from your world to my world, saying, as you did on that one night when I found you on the rock, I've been happy here. You're thousands of miles away but no sooner do I look at this window than I'll think of a bathing suit, a shirt thrown on on the fly, arms resting on the banister, and you're suddenly there, lighting up your first cigarette of the day—twenty years ago today. For as long as the house stands, this will be your ghost spot—and mine too, I wanted to say.”
― André Aciman, Call Me by Your Name

“Each of us is like a moon that shows only a few facets to earth, but never its full sphere”
― André Aciman, Find Me

“Find Cupid everywhere in Rome because we'd clipped one of his wings and he was forced to fly in circles.”
― André Aciman

“Right now there's sorrow. I don't envy the pain. But I envy you the pain.”
― André Aciman, Call Me By Your Name

“But it might have started way later than I think without my noticing anything at all. You see someone, but you don't really see him, he's in the wings. Or you notice him, but nothing clicks, nothing "catches," and before you're even aware of a presence, or of something troubling you, the six weeks that were offered you have almost passed and he's either already gone or just about to leave, and you're basically scrambling to come to terms with something, which, unbeknownst to you, has been brewing for weeks under your very nose and bears all the symptoms of what you're forced to call I 'want'.”
― André Aciman, Call Me By Your Name

“Men!" she finally said, as though that one word summed up all the shortcomings most women are willing to overlook and learn to put up with and ultimately forgive in the men they hope to love for the rest of their lives even when they know they won't”
― André Aciman, Find Me

“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! (…) How you live your life is your business. But remember, our hearts and bodies are given to us only once. Most of us can’t help but live as though we got two lives, one is the mockup, the other the finished version. But there’s only one and before you know it, your heart is worn out. Right now there’s sorrow. I don’t envy the pain. But I envy you the pain.”
― André Aciman, Call Me By Your Name

“I know nothing Oliver.”
― André Acimen

“I watched him put the peach in his mouth and slowly begin to eat it, staring at me so intensely that I thought lovemaking didn't go so far.

"If you just want to spit it out, it's okay, it's really okay, I promise I won't be offended," I said to break the silence more than as a last plea.

He shook his head. I could tell he was tasting it at that very instant. Something that was mine was in his mouth, more his than mine now.”
― andre aciman, Call Me By Your Name

“if you are really like me, then before you leave tomorrow, or when you’re just ready to shut the door of the taxi and have already said goodbye to everyone else and there’s not a thing left to say in this life, then , just this once, turn to me, even in jest, or as an afterthought, which would have meant everything to me when we were together, and, as you did back then, look me in the face, hold my gaze, and call me by your name.”
― André Aciman

“Living means dying with regrets stuck in your craw. As the French poet says, 'Le temps d'apprendre à vivre il est déjà trop tard', by the time we learn to live, it's already too late.”
― André Aciman, Find Me

“If there is any truth in the world, it lies when I am with you, and if I find the courage to speak my truth to you one day, remind me to light a candle in thanksgiving at every altar in Rome.”
― André Aciman

“We are not written for an instrument alone; I am not, neither are you.”
― André Aciman

“... better to find out once and for all than to spend the rest of the summer, or my life perhaps, arguing with my body...”
― André Aciman

“In your place, if there is pain, nurse it, and if there is a flame, don’t snuff it out, don’t be brutal with it. Withdrawal can be a terrible thing when it keeps us awake at night, and watching others forget us sooner than we’d want to be forgotten is no better. 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!”
― André Aciman

“Every time you eat a fruit for the first time that year you need to make a wish.”
― André Aciman, Find me: Finde mich

“... time, as he'd said before we hugged and went to sleep so late that night, time is always the price we pay for the unlived life.”
― André Aciman, Find Me

“if you are really like me, then before you leave tomorrow, or when you’re just ready to shut the door of the taxi and have already said goodbye to everyone else and there’s not a thing left to say in this life, then , just this once, turn to me, even in jest, or as an afterthought, which would have meant everything to me when we were together, and, as you did back then, look me in the face, hold my”
― André Aciman

“Ludzie, którzy czytają, są schowani w sobie. Ukrywają to, jacy są. Ludzie schowani w sobie nie zawsze lubią to, jacy są.”
― André Aciman

“Byłbym fatalnym ojcem, gdybyś pewnego dnia chciał ze mną o tym porozmawiać i miał poczucie, że drzwi są zamknięte albo za mało otwarte.”
― André Aciman

“Jag överdrev när jag sa att jag trodde att du hatade det jag spelade. Det jag menade var att jag trodde att du hatade mig. Jag hoppades att du skulle övertyga mig om motsatsen - och det gjorde du, tillfälligt.
Varför kommer jag inte tro på det imorgon?
- Call Me By Your Name, svensk översättning av Peter Samuelsson.
Originalförfattare André Aciman.”
― André Aciman, Call Me By Your Name

“is it better to speak or to die”
― André Aciman, Call Me By Your Name