Junot Diaz Quotes about Hurt

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She's sensitive, too. Takes to hurt the way water takes to paper.

She's sensitive, too. Takes to hurt the way water takes to paper.

Junot Diaz

Hurt, Water, Paper

Junot Diaz (2012). “This Is How You Lose Her”, p.7, Faber & Faber

On the outside, Oscar simply looked tired, no taller, no fatter, only the skin under his eyes, pouched from years of quiet desperation, had changed. Inside, he was in a world of hurt. He saw black flashes before his eyes. He saw himself falling through the air. He knew what he was turning into. He was turning into the worst kind of human on the planet: an old bitter dork. Saw himself at the Game Room, picking through the miniatures for the rest of his life. He didn't want this future but he couldn't see how it could be avoided, couldn't figure his way out of it. Fukú.

Junot Diaz

Hurt, Fall, Tired

Junot Diaz (2008). “The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao”, p.268, Faber & Faber

You can't find intimacy - you can't find home - when you're always hiding behind masks. Intimacy requires a certain level of vulnerability. It requires a certain level of you exposing your fragmented, contradictory self to someone else. You running the risk of having your core self rejected and hurt and misunderstood.

Junot Diaz

Running, Hurt, Home

Interview with Matt Okie, www.identitytheory.com. September 2, 2008.

We're on speaking terms today. I say, Maybe we should hang out with the boys, and you shake your head. I want to spend time with you, you say. If we're still good, next week maybe. That's the most we can hope for. Nothing thrown, nothing said that we might remember for years. You watch me while you put a brush through your hair. Each strand that breaks is as long as my arm. You don't want to let go, but don't want to be hurt, either. It's not a great place to be but what can I tell you?

Junot Diaz

Letting Go, Hurt, Boys