I wonder why bereaved people even bother with mourning clothes when the grief itself provides such an unmistakable wardrobe.
Jandy NelsonI always imagined music trapped inside my clarinet, not trapped inside of me. But what if music is what escapes when a heart breaks?
Jandy NelsonThe guy's life drunk, I think, makes Candide look like a sourpuss. Does he even know that death exists?
Jandy Nelson