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Jandy Nelson (born 1965) is an American author of young adult fiction. Prior to her career as an author, Nelson worked for 13 years as a literary agent. She holds a BA from Cornell University as well as MFAs in poetry and children's writing from Brown University and Vermont College of Fine Arts. Nelson lives in San Francisco, California.

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It's time for second chances. It's time to remake the world.

Chance, Remake, Second Chance, Time, World

I could step out of this sad life like it's an old sorry dress.

Dress, Dresses, Like, Sad Life, Sorry, Step

. . . 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?

Best Things, Happen, Happens, Thing, Worst

The first thing I notice is the sky, so full of blue and the kind of brilliant white clouds that make you ecstatic to have eyes. Nothing can go wrong under this sky.

Blue, Clouds, Eye, Thing, White

I didn't know love felt like this, like turning into brightness.

Brightness, Felt, Know, Knows, Like, Love

When he plays all the flowers swap colors and years and decades and centuries of rain pour back into the sky

Centuries, Color, Colors, Flower, Rain, Swap

Maybe some people are just meant to be in the same story.

Meant To Be, People, Same, Stories, Story

The Color Of Extraordinary.

Color, Extraordinary

But then I think about my sister and what a shell-less turtle she was and how she wanted me to be one too. C'mon, Lennie, she used to say to me at least ten times a day. C'mon Len. And that makes me feel better, like it's her life rather than her death that is now teaching me how to be, who to be.

Feel Better, Sister, Teaching, Thinking, Turtle

The guy's life drunk, I think, makes Candide look like a sourpuss. Does he even know that death exists?

Witty, Thinking, Drunk, Know, Think

grief is a house where the chairs have forgotten how to hold us the mirrors how to reflect us the walls how to contain us grief is a house that disappears each time someone knocks at the door or rings the bell a house that blows into the air at the slightest gust that buries itself deep in the ground while everyone is sleeping grief is a house where no on can protect you where the younger sister will grow older than the older one where the doors no longer let you in or out

Air, Door, Grief, Sleep, Wall, Younger

It's as if someone vacuumed up the horizon while we were looking the other way.

Horizon, Ifs, Vacuumed, Way

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?

Actually, Happen, Kind, Thing, World, Worst

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?

Kissed, Light, Love, Rope, Sky

Our tongues have fallen madly in love and gotten married and moved to Paris.

Fallen, Married, Paris, Tongue, Tongues

We wish with our hands, that's what we do as artists.

Artist, Artists, Hands, Wish

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.

Allowed, Guy, Leather, Leather Jackets, Sports, Wear

At least, the sun had the decency to stay the hell away from us.

Away, Decency, Hell, Sun

I'm layering away: sauce, noodles, I belong to you, cheese, sauce, my heart is yours, noodles, cheese, I hear your soul in your music, cheese, cheese, CHEESE.

Hear, Heart, Noodles, Sauce, Soul

. . . every available inch of his face busts into a smile - whoa. Has he blown into our school on a gust of wind from another world? The guy looks unabashedly jack-o'-lantern happy, which couldn't be more foreign to the sullen demeanor most of us strove to perfect.

Face, Guy, Perfect, School, Wind

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