If she were drowning, I'd hold her head under

— Jandy Nelson

I have an impulse to write all over the orange walls- I need an alphabet of endings ripped out of books, of hands pulled off of clocks, of cold stones, of shoes filled with nothing but wind.

— Jandy Nelson

I have a very low eerie threshold.

— Jandy Nelson

I have to go," I say, helpless. What makes you say the opposite of what every cell in your body wants you to say?

— Jandy Nelson

I know the expression love bloomed is metaphorical, but in my heart at this moment, there is one badass flower, captured in time-lapse photography, going from bud to wild radiant blossom in ten seconds flat.

— Jandy Nelson

I look into his sorrowless eyes and a door in my heart blows open. And when we kiss, I see that on the other side of that door is sky.

— Jandy Nelson

I'm in self-imposed exile, cradled between split branches, in my favorite tree in the woods behind school. I've been coming here every day at lunch, hiding out until the bell rings, whittling words into the branches with my pen, allowing my heart to break in private.

— Jandy Nelson

I'm thinking the reason I've been so quiet all those years is only because Brian wasn't around yet for me to tell everything to.

— Jandy Nelson

I notice he doesn't have his meteorite bag and see out the window it's probably going to pour any minute, but wee need to et out of here. Immediately. "We're going to search for meteorites," I say, like that's what most people do on winter mornings. I never really told either of them too much about last summer, which is reflected in both of their flummoxed faces. But who freaking cares? Not use. In a flash, we're through the door, across the street and into the woods, running for no reason and laughing for no reason and totally out of breath and out of our minds when Brian catches me by my shirt, whips me around, and with one strong hand flat against my chest, he pushes me against a tree and kisses me so hard I go blind.

— Jandy Nelson

In photographs of us together, she is always looking at the camera, and I am always looking at her.

— Jandy Nelson