“Quick make a wish. Take a (second or third or fourth) chance. Remake the world.” — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
“They’re in love. Like black vultures. And termites. Yes, turtle doves and swans aren’t the only animals that mate for life. Ugly,… — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
I love art, and it plays a huge role in my life. It's definitely one of my greatest joys, and I'm a… — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
This is our story to tell. You’d think for all the reading I do, I would have thought about this before, but… — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
“Who knows if [maybe] destiny is just how you tell yourself the story of your life?” — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
I do have a tendency to want to go back to school at all times in my life. Maybe I'll do the… — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
Remember how it was when we kissed? Armfuls and armfuls of light thrown right at us. A rope dropping down from the… — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
My sister will die over and over again for the rest of my life. Grief is forever. It doesn't go away; it… — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
I grew up with older brothers, adore them, can't imagine going through life without them, and I definitely think I draw on… — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
Life’s a freaking mess… there’s not one truth ever, just a bunch of stories, all going on at once, in our heads,… — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
“Maybe a person is just made up of a lot of people," I say. "Maybe we're accumulating these new selves all the… — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
The guy's life drunk, I think, makes Candide look like a sourpuss. Does he even know that death exists? — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
He smiles and takes his index finger and presses it to my lips, leaves it there until my heart lands on Jupiter:… — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
Life's a freaking mess. In fact, I'm going to tell Sarah we need to start a new philosophical movement: messessentialism instead of… — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
“I’ve never once thought about the interpretative, the storytelling aspect of life, of my life. I always felt like I was in… — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
“This is our story to tell. He says it in his Ten Commandments way and it hits me that way: profoundly. You'd… — 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
