9 Quotes by Victoria Chang

If you cut out a rectangle of a perfectly blue sky, no clouds, no wind, no birds, frame it with a blue frame, place it faceup on the floor of an empty museum with an open atrium to the sky, that is grief.

Before my mother's death, I sat anywhere. Now I look for the image of the empty chair near the image of the empty table. An image of me sits down. Depression is a glove over the heart. Depression is an image of a glove over the image of a heart.

I now know that to be loved as child means to be watched. In high school, I loved when the teacher turned the lights off. A moment to feel loved and unseen at once. I understand now. We can't be loved when the lights are off.

Blame has no face. I have walked on its staircase, around and around, trying to slap its face but only hitting my own cheeks.

I always knew that grief was something I could smell. But I didn’t know that it’s not actually a noun but a verb. That it moves.

She switched places with her shadow because suffering changes shape and happens secretly.

To love anyone means to admit extinction. I tell myself this, so I never fall in love, so that the fire lights just me.

Before my mother’s death, I sat anywhere. Now I look for the image of the empty chair near the image of the empty table. An image of me sits down. Depression is a glove over the heart. Depression is an image of a glove over the image of a heart.

I now know that to be loved as child means to be watched. In high school, I loved when the teacher turned the lights off. A moment to feel loved and unseen at once. I understand now. We can’t be loved when the lights are off.