506 Quotes by Jandy Nelson

She’s like his spirit animal, a gentle, odd, spritely being who I’m pretty sure has a storage space full of fairy dust.

I heard this expression once: Each time someone dies, a library burns. I’m watching it burn right to the ground.

Again and again his tongue returns to that space between his front teeth. I’ll look at this tree instead.

Everything’s going to be okay, sweetheart,” she says because she’s a people-mechanic and always knows when I’m malfunctioning.

Noah once told me he could hear horses galloping inside her. I got it.

You’re going to obliterate me aren’t you?

I have an allergy to catching and throwing and kicking and dribbling of any kind. Noah is not a team player. Well, duh. Revolutionaries aren’t team players.

Mom has a massive sunflower for a soul so big there’s hardly any room in her for organs. Jude and me have one soul between us that we have to share: a tree with its leaves on fire. And Dad has a plate of maggots for his.

Let me just unsubscribe to my own mind already, because I don’t get any of it.