Quote by Jandy Nelson Download Open image ““Remember how it was when we kissed? Armfuls and armfuls of light thrown right at us.”” — Jandy Nelson ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.7 out of 5 (4 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“I wound my arms around his neck and kissed him back, trying to capture this moment, to clasp it, so I could always remember… — Janette Rallison Copy Share Image
“…He kissed me so slowly with an open mouth and every single thing in my body - my skin, my collarbone, the hollow backs… — Kathryn Stockett Copy Share Image
“He kissed me so slowly with an open mouth and every single thing in my body- my skin, my collarbones, the hollow back of… — Kathryn Stockett Copy Share Image
“So that you remember that you kissed my hand, but I didn't kiss yours.” — Fyodor Dostoyevsky Copy Share Image
“ I’ll remember this kiss till my very last breath , I thought to myself. I’ll remember every detail. Strong, calloused hands gripping my… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“That kiss was amazing. Our lips were meant to meet and do wicked things to each other.” — Nicky Fox Copy Share Image
“I kissed my fingers,held my palm flat beside my mouth and blew it into the air that surrounded her memory. I closed my eyes,… — Belinda Jeffrey Copy Share Image
“When was the last time you were decently kissed? I mean, truly, truly, good and kissed?” — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“He wrapped his arms around me and planted a kiss straight on my lips, hard and long. It felt like I was watching the… — Ruta Sepetys Copy Share Image
“It was crazy. One minute my arms were around him in a very platonic friendly hug, the next, I was on fire, and no… — Somi Ekhasomhi Copy Share Image
“He was my partner, my soulmate. As my body started to weaken, he wrapped his arms around me, supporting me. He kept his focus… — Jessica Shirvington 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
