“Maybe what my sister wanted was to stay here and get married and have a family. Maybe that was her color of… — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
“He looks at me incredulously. "I think you're amazing..." Why would he think this? Bailey is amazing and Gram and Big, and… — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
I was actually born in New York, and spent some of my childhood in Boston. But my family moved to San Diego… — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
I do find the sibling connection endlessly fascinating, as I do all family dynamics. I like how siblings seem to create their… — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
I am insanely superstitious. All the woman in my family are, beginning with my grandmother, who would leave red ribbons under the… — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
“Everyone has always said I look like Bailey, but I don't. I have grey eyes to her green, an oval face to… — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
For me, there's nothing better than getting immersed in a sprawling, epic, multi-generational family saga, and 'One Hundred Years of Solitude' by… — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
How will I survive this missing? How do others do it? People die all the time. Every day. Every hour. There are… — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
“I drop on my back on the bed, panting and sweating. How will I survive this missing? How do others do it?… — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
And then he smiles, and in all the places around the globe where it's night, day breaks. — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
Or maybe a person is just made up of a lot of peopleMaybe we’re accumulating these new selves all the time. Hauling them in… — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
“How can people die when you’re in a fight with them? When you’re smack in the middle of hating them? When absolutely nothing between… — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
I wonder why bereaved people even bother with mourning clothes when the grief itself provides such an unmistakable wardrobe. — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
... if you're someone who knows the worst thing can happen at any time, aren't you also someone who knows the best thing can… — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
“I want my sister. I want to hurl a building at God. I take a breath and exhale with enough force to blow the… — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
Grief is forever. It doesn't go away; it becomes part of you, step for step, breath for breath. — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
“Una y otra vez, día tras día, me esforcé por ser vista. Solo quería que me prestara atención, no que me dejara tirada en… — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
grief is a house where the chairs have forgotten how to hold us the mirrors how to reflect us the walls how to contain… — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
He murmers into my hair, "Forget what I said earlier, let's stick with this, I might not survive anything more." I laugh. Then he… — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
“Listen to me. It takes a lot of courage to be true to yourself, true to your heart. You always have been very brave… — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
