“...when they look at me, I so badly want to be who they see.”
“…I looked at those patient huddlers on the [Embassy] benches who had hardly moved, and a horrible irony hit me: they wanted so badly to get into the States; I wanted so badly to stay out.”
“I just wanted one person who would look at me and not want to see someone else.”“Who looks at you like that?” I lift my head up and lower my hands so I can see her face, and I can’t imagine anyone looking at this girl and wanting to see anything but her.“Everyone who loves me.”“Who is it they want to see?“A dead girl.”
“I wanted, needed to see her so badly that it woke me up at night.”
“Thanks for not trying to see me when I looked like hell.”“To be fair, you still look pretty bad.”
“I don't want you to see only a tiger when you look at me. I want you to see me. The man.”