If there’s no one else to tell another side - the only story that can be told is the story that becomes true. (p. 173) — Heidi W. Durrow Copy Share Image
The bottle is where everything sad or mean or confusing can go. And the blues--it's like that bottle. But in the bottle there's a… — Heidi W. Durrow Copy Share Image
I don't know if it's better to have people laugh at what you are or just not understand. — Heidi W. Durrow Copy Share Image
If there’s no one else to tell another side - the only story that can be told is the story that becomes true. (p.… — Heidi W. Durrow Copy Share Image
“Math can explain the reason there’s a one out of four chance that I’d have blue eyes. But it doesn’t explain why me. And… — Heidi W. Durrow Copy Share Image
“Grandma sees these things when she talks about them and gestures with her hands like she's painting brush strokes in the air. The way… — Heidi W. Durrow Copy Share Image
“Seeing Grandma this way, it makes me know for certain that everything about a person will show up in another person in the family.” — Heidi W. Durrow Copy Share Image
“We live in the same house but we both feel lonely. We and lonely don’t belong in the same sentence.” — Heidi W. Durrow Copy Share Image
“I think of how Grandma makes fun of love. And maybe that’s the key.” — Heidi W. Durrow Copy Share Image
I'm not the color of my skin. I'm a story. One with a past and a future unwritten. — Heidi W. Durrow Copy Share Image
“But when a person fakes happy, it has edges. Regular people may not see, but the people who count, they can see edges and… — Heidi W. Durrow Copy Share Image
It's easy to smile just to make other people feel better. But when a person fakes happy, it has edges. Regular people may not… — Heidi W. Durrow Copy Share Image
“We lie to ourselves in many ways; we write down only what we want to understand and what we want to see.” — Heidi W. Durrow Copy Share Image
