Each time someone dies, a library burns by John Lennon "the Sky is everywhere
Jandy NelsonAnd then yesterday…” He tosses the clarinet onto the bed. “Found out you belong to me.” He points at me. “I own your ass
Jandy NelsonAll her knowledge is gone now. Everything she ever learned, or heard, or saw. Her particular way of looking at Hamlet or daisies or thinking about love, all her private intricate thoughts, her inconsequential secret musings – they’re gone too. I heard this expression once: Each time someone dies, a library burns. I’m watching it burn right to the ground.
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Nunca hay una sola verdad, no hay más que un montón de historias y todas suceden al mismo tiempo, en nuestras cabezas, en nuestros corazones, todas estorbándose unas a otras. Todo es un maravilloso y funesto desastre.
Jandy NelsonThere once was a girl who found herself dead.
She spent her days peering
over the ledge of heaven,
her chin in her palm.
She was bored as a brick,
hadn't adjusted yet
to the slower pace of heavenly life.
Her sister would look up at her
and wave,
and the dead girl would wave back
but she was too far away
for her sister to see.
The dead girl thought her sister
might be writing her notes,
but it was too long a trip to make
for a few scattered words here and there
so she let them be.
And then, one day, her earthbound sister finally realized
she could hear music up there in heaven,
so after that, everything her sister needed to tell her
she did through her clarinet
and each time she played, the dead girl
jumped up (no matter what else she was doing),
and danced.
Stichwörter: hope comforting-thought
I think if we don't stop kissing, the world is going to explode.
Jandy NelsonBailey loved both Toby and me so much - he and I almost make up her whole heart, and maybe that's it, what we were trying to do by being together, maybe we were trying to put her heart back together again.
Jandy NelsonI didn't know love felt like this, like turning into brightness.
Jandy NelsonIf only words hadn't eluded me today, if only I yelled back at him: I do get it! I get that as long as you live no one will ever love you as much as I do - I have a heart so I can give it to you alone! That's exactly the way I feel - but unfortunately, people don't talk like that outside of Victorian novels.
Jandy NelsonStichwörter: jandy-nelson the-sky-is-everywhere
I want my sister. I want to hurl a building at God. I take a breath and exhale with enough force to blow the orange paint right off the walls.
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