It's as if someone vacuumed up the horizon while we were looking the other way. Jandy Nelson More Quotes by Jandy Nelson More Quotes From Jandy Nelson The architecture of my sister's thinking, now phantom. I fall down stairs that are nothing but air. Jandy Nelson air fall thinking This is the secret I kept from you, Bails, from myself too: I think I liked that Mom was gone, that she could be anybody, anywhere, doing anything. I liked that she was our invention, a woman living on the last page of the story with only what we imagined spread out before her. I liked that she was ours, alone. Jandy Nelson mom secret thinking He's bent over the strings tuning his guitar with such passionate attention I almost feel I should look away but I can't. In fact I'm full on gawking wondering what it would be like to be cool and casual and fearless and passionate and so freaking alive just like he is- and for a split second I want to play with him. I want to disturb the birds. Later as he plays and plays as all the fog burns away I think he's right. That's exactly it- I am crazy sad and somewhere deep inside all I want is to fly. Jandy Nelson fog crazy thinking This is it--what all the hoopla is about, what Wuthering Heights is about--it all boils down to this feeling rushing through me in this moment with Joe as our mouths refuse to part. Who knew all this time I was one kiss away from being Cathy and Juliet and Elizabeth Bennet and Lady Chatterley!? Jandy Nelson rushing kissing feelings I could step out of this sad life like it's an old sorry dress. Jandy Nelson sad-life sorry dresses I wish my shadow would get up and walk beside me. Jandy Nelson get-up shadow wish When I'm with him, there is someone with me in my house of grief, someone who knows its architecture as I do, who can walk with me, from room to sorrowful room, making the whole rambling structure of wind and emptiness not quite as scary, as lonely as it was before. Jandy Nelson grief lonely wind I suddenly feel left out of a future that isn't even going to happen. Jandy Nelson left happens feels According to all the experts, it's time for me to talk about what I'm going through... I can't. I'd need a new alphabet, one made of falling, of tectonic plates shifting, of the deep devouring dark. Jandy Nelson experts dark fall Our tongues have fallen madly in love and gotten married and moved to Paris. Jandy Nelson tongue married paris I've no use for talking, would just as soon store paper clips in my mouth. Jandy Nelson paper use talking I don't know how the heart withstands it. Jandy Nelson know-how knows heart I can't shove the dark out of my way. Jandy Nelson my-way dark way Life’s a freaking mess… there’s not one truth ever, just a bunch of stories, all going on at once, in our heads, in our hearts, all getting in the way of each other. It’s all a beautiful calamitous mess. Jandy Nelson cacophony heart beautiful Dreams change, yes, that makes sense, but I didn't know dreams could hide inside a person. Jandy Nelson make-sense persons dream Years ago, I was crashed in gram’s garden and Big asked me what I was doing. I told him I was looking up at the sky. He said, “That’s a misconception, Lennie, the sky is everywhere, it begins at your feet. Jandy Nelson garden sky years That's exactly it—I am crazy sad, and somewhere deep inside, all I want is to fly. Jandy Nelson i-am-crazy crazy want Music: what life, what living itself sounds like. Jandy Nelson sound He smiles and takes his index finger and presses it to my lips, leaves it there until my heart lands on Jupiter: three seconds, then removes it, and heads back into the living room. Whoa - well, that was either the dorkiest or sexiest moment of my life, and I'm voting for sexy on account of my standing here dumbstruck and giddy, wondering if he did kiss me after all. Jandy Nelson sexy kissing heart Grief is forever. It doesn't go away; it becomes part of you, step for step, breath for breath. Jandy Nelson going-away grief forever
