{"author":"Jandy Nelson","author_id":"Jandy+Nelson","total_quotes":84,"quotes":[{"text":"Sadness pulses out of us as we walk. I almost expect the trees to lower their branches when we pass, the stars to hand down some light. I breathe in the horsy scent of eucalyptus, the thick sugary pine, aware of each breath I take, how each one keeps me in the world a few seconds longer. I taste the sweetness of the summer air on my tongue and want to just gulp and gulp and gulp it into my body--this living, breathing, heart-beating body of mine.","author":"Jandy Nelson","tags":["grief","sadness"],"id":1328,"author_id":"Jandy+Nelson"},{"text":"This is our story to tell. He says it in his Ten Commandments way and it hits me that way: profoundly. You'd think for all the reading I do, I would have thought about this before, but I haven't. I've never once thought about the interpretative, the storytelling aspect of life, of my life. I always feel like I was in a story, yes, but not like I was the author of it, or like I had any say in ita telling whatsoever.You can tell your story any way you damn well please.It's your solo.","author":"Jandy Nelson","tags":["life"],"id":7160,"author_id":"Jandy+Nelson"},{"text":"The sky's gone blue: azure, the ocean bluer: cerulean, the trees are swirls of every hella freaking green on earth and bright thick eggy yellow is spilling over everything. Awesome. Doomsday's most definitely been cancelled. Landscape: When God Paints Outside The Lines.","author":"Jandy Nelson","tags":["beautiful","humour","jandy-nelson"],"id":18297,"author_id":"Jandy+Nelson"},{"text":"This is how he came out: he floated into the air high above the sleeping forest, his green hat spinning a few feet above his head. In his hand was the open suitcase and out of it spilled a whole sky of stars.","author":"Jandy Nelson","tags":["noah","painting","stars"],"id":19157,"author_id":"Jandy+Nelson"},{"text":"It's like having explosives on board 24/7, the way I feel. I can't believe when I touch things they don't blow to bits. I can't believe I was so way off.I thought, I don't know, I thought wrong.","author":"Jandy Nelson","tags":["confusion","dark-feelings","dark-side","dark-times"],"id":27807,"author_id":"Jandy+Nelson"},{"text":"I drop on my back on the bed, panting and sweating. How will I survive this missing? How do others do it? People die all the time. Every day. Every hour. There are families all over the world staring at beds that are no longer slept in, shoes that are no longer worn. Families that no longer have to buy a particular cereal, a kind of shampoo. There are people everywhere standing in line at the movies, buying curtains, walking dogs, while inside, their hearts are ripping to shreds. For years. For their whole lives. I don't believe time heals. I don't want it to. If I heal, doesn't that mean I've accepted the world without her?","author":"Jandy Nelson","tags":["dealing-with-death","death","death-of-a-loved-one","grief"],"id":28836,"author_id":"Jandy+Nelson"},{"text":"Maybe what my sister wanted was to stay here and get married and have a family.Maybe that was her color of extraordinary.","author":"Jandy Nelson","tags":["marriage","motherhood"],"id":30216,"author_id":"Jandy+Nelson"},{"text":"Remember how it was when we kissed? Armfuls and armfuls of light thrown right at us. A rope dropping down from the sky. How can the word love and the word life even fit in the mouth?","author":"Jandy Nelson","tags":["life","love","words"],"id":39267,"author_id":"Jandy+Nelson"},{"text":"I don't believe time heals. I don't want it to. If I heal, doesn't that mean I've accepted the world without her?","author":"Jandy Nelson","tags":["accepting","forgetting","grief","healing","time"],"id":41877,"author_id":"Jandy+Nelson"},{"text":"SELF PORTRAIT: Throwing Armfuls of Air into the Air.","author":"Jandy Nelson","tags":["art","noah","painting"],"id":47616,"author_id":"Jandy+Nelson"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":84,"pages":9,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}