Divyanshi Dash

“She wanted to hold his hand, like they had secretly for years under tables. She wanted to remind him how she used to braid their hair into a single braid so they could pretend they were one person.”
― Jandy Nelson, When the World Tips Over

“She didn't know people could stop loving you. She'd thought friendship was permanent, like matter.”
― Jandy Nelson, When the World Tips Over

“I'll try my best to forget, but I think I'll love you for all my life.”
― Annie Lord, Notes on Heartbreak

“Still, she was crazy about these two flickering men and wanted to be just like them with someone, except alive and not mute, though perhaps they spoke ghost-language to each other, and she couldn't hear it. She also loved their best friend, an older female ghost who wore men's clothes and ran barefoot through the vineyards, her red hair spun with flowers and bil- lowing behind her like a red river of fresh blooms.

"Hey guys," she called out to the floating men. "Do you know anything about angels?" But of course she got no answer. They were mid-kiss, midair, entwined and enraptured as always.

Their eternity was only each other.”
― Jandy Nelson, When the World Tips Over