Top 500 Jandy Nelson Quotes (2024 Update)
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251. “Isn’t that what I always think when I get The Poor Motherless Girl Look? Like I’ve been shoved out of the airplane without a parachute because mothers are the parachutes.”

— Jandy Nelson

252. “Okay. Not gay. Not lovers, they both just appear to like donuts more than your average bear.”

— Jandy Nelson

253. “She glitters like she walked out of a Klimt painting.”

— Jandy Nelson

254. “I’d rather sit next to Brian for two hours in a dark theater than have a wall painting party with Jackson Pollock.”

— Jandy Nelson

255. “She’s a people-mechanic and always knows when I’m malfunctioning.”

— Jandy Nelson

256. “His laugh cartwheels across the room.”

— Jandy Nelson

257. “So much blood’s rushing and gushing to my head it might blow straight off my neck.”

— Jandy Nelson

258. “If someone told me I could hang out in da Vinci’s studio while he painted the Mona Lisa or go up on Brian’s roof with him at night – I’m on the roof.”

— Jandy Nelson

259. “Parents aren’t allowed to kiss like this!”

— Jandy Nelson

260. “I suspect that inside the impenetrable fortress of conventionality he’s become, there’s one crazy-ass museum.”

— Jandy Nelson

261. “Her face slides off her face – no one can keep their faces on today – and the one underneath is desperate.”

— Jandy Nelson

262. “It’s horrible to see her, like walking out of the best movie ever into some old afternoon.”

— Jandy Nelson

263. “This is it – what all the hoopla is about, what Wuthering Heights is about – it all boils down to this feeling rushing through me in this moment with Joe as our mouths refuse to part. Who knew all this time I was one kiss away from being Cathy and Juliet and Elizabeth Bennet and Lady Chatterley!?”

— Jandy Nelson

264. “And why do English people sound smarter than the rest of us? Like they should be awarded the Nobel Prize for a simple greeting?”

— Jandy Nelson

265. “That counselor said ghosts – she used finger quotes around the word – are often manifestations of a guilty conscience. Check. Or sometimes of a deep inner longing. Check. She said the heart overcomes mind. Hope or fear overcomes reason.”

— Jandy Nelson

266. “What’s your major, Lennie? Oh yeah: Dorkology.”

— Jandy Nelson

267. “To draw you must close your eyes and sing.”

— Jandy Nelson

268. “What if there was a time when I was going through hell too, but I didn’t have the courage to keep going? So I just stopped. Pressed pause. What if I’m still on pause?”

— Jandy Nelson

269. “I can unzip the air and disappear inside it.”

— Jandy Nelson

270. “His eyes have become gentle. I’m swimming in them.”

— Jandy Nelson

271. “I can’t seem to keep you out like I can everyone else. That I think you could devastate me.”

— Jandy Nelson

272. “The coolest guys aren’t afraid to be feminists.”

— Jandy Nelson

273. “No one’s like you, for me.”

— Jandy Nelson

274. “I could step out of this sad life like it’s an old sorry dress.”

— Jandy Nelson

275. “Male leads in love stories need to be devoted, need to chase trains, cross continents, give up fortunes and thrones, defy convention, face prosecution, take apart rooms and break the backs of angels, sketch the beloved all over the cement walls of their studios, build sculptures as homages. They don’t flirt shamelessly with the likes of me when they have Transylvanian girlfriends. What an effing jerk.”

— Jandy Nelson

276. “I’m only two hours thrity-seven minutes and thirteen seconds younger than Jude, but she always makes me feel like I’m her little brother.”

— Jandy Nelson

277. “We hold on to each other so tightly under the sad, starless sky that for a moment I feel as if our heartbreak were one instead of two.”

— Jandy Nelson

278. “I don’t know how the heart withstands it.”

— Jandy Nelson

279. “What happened between us has colonized every last brain cell. I can barely tie my shoelaces. I forgot how to chew this morning.”

— Jandy Nelson

280. “I’ve forgotten quite how luminous he is, like another species of human that doesn’t have blood but light running through their veins.”

— Jandy Nelson

281. “Dad puts one hand on either side of the frame, filling the entire doorway, filling the Continental United States. How can I hate him and wish I were more like him at the same time?”

— Jandy Nelson

282. “What am I doing? Well, I’m doing it.”

— Jandy Nelson

283. “What kind of world is this? And what do you do about it? What do you do when the worst thing that can happen actually happens?”

— Jandy Nelson

284. “I want to grab him by the wrist and head back into the woods, tell these guys, sorry but I found him first.”

— Jandy Nelson

285. “Las personas mueren, pero nuestras relaciones con ellas no. Perviven y se transforman por siempre.”

— Jandy Nelson

286. “I gasp, because Isn’t that just exactly what I’ve been doing too: writing poems and scattering them to the winds with the same hope as Gram that someone, someday, somewhere might understand who I am, who my sister was, and what happened to us.”

— Jandy Nelson

287. “When I wear her clothes, I just feel safer, like she’s whispering in my ear.”

— Jandy Nelson

288. “Where there is great love, there are always miracles. – WILLA CATHER.”

— Jandy Nelson

289. “I let it. I let my heart break.”

— Jandy Nelson

290. “Thanks,′ I say, and the cloak of being fine that I wear with everyone else slips right off my shoulders.”

— Jandy Nelson

291. “Gravity Dress maybe? – and then, that’s.”

— Jandy Nelson

292. “The eye-roll is a 10.5 on the Ritcher. The Big One. California has slipped into the ocean.”

— Jandy Nelson

293. “He smiles, but I can see his inside face nod it isn’t smiling at all.”

— Jandy Nelson

294. “Hope or fear overcomes reason.”

— Jandy Nelson

295. “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

296. “He was so alone in that story. I breathe him in, all cocooned up in the place he dreams, tenderness crushing into me. And I understand why he shut down like that. Of course I do.”

— Jandy Nelson

297. “It occurs to me with rising concern that a blow-in can also blow away.”

— Jandy Nelson

298. “I’m so happy I’m not a horse!”

— Jandy Nelson

299. “SELF PORTRAIT: Throwing Armfuls of Air into the Air.”

— Jandy Nelson

300. “I’m convinced the storm’s going to bust down the walls. Then it does and I’m remembering Dad’s dream because it’s happening.”

— Jandy Nelson