I wonder if I might be lonelier if I didn't have loneliness

— Kelli Russell Agodon

Like the kite that caught up to the sky, painted with clouds, I lost track of it, but it was connected by string, something I was holding, something I could always bring back.

— Kelli Russell Agodon

...look up and see the madness organized in the stars.

— Kelli Russell Agodon

Maybe if I could slip into Sylvia's mind, sort out the spices in her rack, alphabetize them and dust them off. Maybe then I'd understand how it's the little things that pull you under.

— Kelli Russell Agodon

Maybe I’m still the mermaid. Maybe the ocean is your hand.

— Kelli Russell Agodon

She pours sugar on her life and drinks the artist’s marrow in the bone of her glass and she lives.

— Kelli Russell Agodon

Sometimes darkness is the beauty I am made of—

— Kelli Russell Agodon

The moon is just another kind of clock

— Kelli Russell Agodon

To suffer together is to suffer with beauty,

— Kelli Russell Agodon

To suffer together is to suffer with beauty...

— Kelli Russell Agodon