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Take a (second or third or fourth) chance. Remake the world.

Jandy Nelson

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Jandy Nelson
Age: 58
Born: 1965
Born: November 25
Writer
New York City
New York
Second
Chance
Take
World
Remake
Remakes
Fourth
Third
Thirds

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This is what I want: I want to grab my brother’s hand and run back through time, losing years like coats falling from our shoulders.
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When he plays all the flowers swap colors and years and decades and centuries of rain pour back into the sky
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Meeting your soul mate is like walking into a house you've been in before - you will recognize the furniture, the pictures on the wall,the books on the shelves, the contents of drawers: You could find your way around in the dark if you had to.
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Our tongues have fallen madly in love and gotten married and moved to Paris.
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Grief is forever. It doesn't go away it becomes part of you, step for step, breath for breath.
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... if you're someone who knows the worst thing can happen at any time, aren't you also someone who knows the best thing can happen at any time too?
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And then he smiles, and in all the places around the globe where it's night, day breaks.
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Reality is crushing. The world is a wrong-sized shoe. How can anyone stand it?
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The. World. Is. Not. A. Safe. Place.
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You have to see the miracles for there to be miracles.
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I wish my shadow would get up and walk beside me.
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The Color Of Extraordinary.
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No hot guys should be allowed to have an English accent and drive a motorcycle. Not to mention wear the leather jacket or sport the cool shades. Hot guys should be forced into footie pajamas.
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And why do English people sound smarter than the rest of us? Like they should be awarded the Nobel Prize for a simple greeting?
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This is our story to tell. You’d think for all the reading I do, I would have thought about this before, but I haven’t. I’ve never once thought about the interpretative, the story telling aspect of life, of my life. I always felt like I was in a story, yes, but not like I was the author of it, or like I had any say in its telling whatsoever.
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Remember how it was when we kissed? Armfuls and armfuls of light thrown right at us. A rope dropping down from the sky. How can the word love and the word life even fit in the mouth?
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Someone might as well roll up the whole sky, pack it away for good.
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The guy's life drunk, I think, makes Candide look like a sourpuss. Does he even know that death exists?
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It’s never occurred to me that the stars are still up there shining even in the daytime when we can’t see them.
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I wonder why bereaved people even bother with mourning clothes when the grief itself provides such an unmistakable wardrobe.
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