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A review by daphivn
I'll Give You the Sun by Jandy Nelson
5.0
“I didn’t know you could get buried in your own silence.”
I'm in love. That's it, that's the review. (I cried in 4 separate occasions when I listen to this, so yeah, I'm in love).
The question that I keep asking myself when I listen to this is. How can you love someone so much but hurt them as much too?
Seriously tho, I love this twins, I love them. SO MUCH.
My fav dialogue!
"It's astounding," he says, which cracks us both up. "Except most of the time," he adds, "I feel like I'm undercover."
"Me too." I pick up a stick, start digging with it. “Or maybe a person is just made up of a lot of people,” I say. “Maybe we’re accumulating these new selves all the time.” Hauling them in as we make choices, good and bad, as we screw up, step up, lose our minds, find our minds, fall apart, fall in love, as we grieve, grow, retreat from the world, dive into the world, as we make things, as we break things."
He grins. "Each new self standing on the last one's shoulders until we're these wobbly people poles?"
I die of delight. "Yes, exactly! We're all just wobbly people poles!"
I'm in love. That's it, that's the review. (I cried in 4 separate occasions when I listen to this, so yeah, I'm in love).
The question that I keep asking myself when I listen to this is. How can you love someone so much but hurt them as much too?
Seriously tho, I love this twins, I love them. SO MUCH.
My fav dialogue!
"It's astounding," he says, which cracks us both up. "Except most of the time," he adds, "I feel like I'm undercover."
"Me too." I pick up a stick, start digging with it. “Or maybe a person is just made up of a lot of people,” I say. “Maybe we’re accumulating these new selves all the time.” Hauling them in as we make choices, good and bad, as we screw up, step up, lose our minds, find our minds, fall apart, fall in love, as we grieve, grow, retreat from the world, dive into the world, as we make things, as we break things."
He grins. "Each new self standing on the last one's shoulders until we're these wobbly people poles?"
I die of delight. "Yes, exactly! We're all just wobbly people poles!"