Jandy Nelson Quotes About Grief

Quotes about: Grief

• My sister will die over and over again for the rest of my life. Grief is forever. It doesn't go away; it becomes a part of you, step for step, breath for breath. I will never stop grieving Bailey because I will never stop loving her. That's just how it is. Grief and love are conjoined, you don't get one without the other. All I can do is love her, and love the world, emulate her by living with daring and spirit and joy.

  Jandy Nelson

  Sad, Grief, Loss

  Jandy Nelson (2010). “The Sky Is Everywhere”, p.163, Penguin

• 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

  Jandy Nelson

  Wall, Grief, Sleep

  Jandy Nelson (2010). “The Sky Is Everywhere”, p.55, Penguin

• Grief is forever. It doesn't go away; it becomes part of you, step for step, breath for breath.

  Jandy Nelson

  Grief, Forever, Going Away

  Jandy Nelson (2010). “The Sky Is Everywhere”, p.163, Penguin

• Grief and love are conjoined, you don't get one without the other. All I can do is love her, and love the world, emulate her by living with daring and spirit and joy.

  Jandy Nelson

  Grief, Joy, And Love

  Jandy Nelson (2010). “The Sky Is Everywhere”, p.163, Penguin

• I wonder why bereaved people even bother with mourning clothes when the grief itself provides such an unmistakable wardrobe.

  Jandy Nelson

  Grief, Clothes, People

  Jandy Nelson (2010). “The Sky Is Everywhere”, p.19, Penguin

• When I'm with him, there is someone with me in my house of grief, someone who knows its architecture as I do, who can walk with me, from room to sorrowful room, making the whole rambling structure of wind and emptiness not quite as scary, as lonely as it was before.

  Jandy Nelson

  Lonely, Grief, Wind

  Jandy Nelson (2010). “The Sky Is Everywhere”, p.59, Penguin

• 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

  Jandy Nelson

  Grief, Sleep, Blow

  Jandy Nelson (2010). “The Sky Is Everywhere”, p.55, Penguin

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