Mom and Dad would always say I was the most understandinglittle girl in the world. I don‘t know about that, just that Iunderstood there was no point in complaining. I‘ve seen Augustafter his surgeries: his little face bandaged up and swollen, histiny body full of IVs and tubes to keep him alive. After you‘veseen someone else going through that, it feels kind of crazy tocomplain over not getting the toy you had asked for, or yourmom missing a school play. I knew this even when I was six yearsold. No one ever told it to me. I just knew it.
- P82
My worst day, worst fall, worst headache, worst bruise, worst cramp, worst mean thinganyone could say has always been nothing compared to whatAugust has gone through. This isn‘t me being noble, by the way:it‘s just the way I know it is.
- P83
"I love Auggie very, very much," she said softly. I can stillremember her Portuguese accent, the way she rolled her r‘s. "Buthe has many angels looking out for him already, Via. And I want you to know that you have me looking out for you. Okay, menina querida? I want you to know that you are number one for me. You..." She looked out at the ocean and spread her handsout, like she was trying to smooth out the waves, "You are my everything. You understand me, Via? Tu es meu tudo."
- P87
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