“ Maybe if I could slip into Sylvia's mind, sort out the spices in her rack, alphabetize them and dust them off. Maybe then I'd understand how it's the little things that pull you under. Kelli Russell Agodon
“ A crowd of drunken lovers. Newspaper hats, new couples falling from couches and love- seats—the pleasure remembered, never the regret. Kelli Russell Agodon
“ I escape disaster by writing a poem with a joke in it:The past, present, and future walk into a bar—it was tense. Kelli Russell Agodon
“ Like the kite that caught up to the sky,painted with clouds, I lost track of it, but it was connected by string, something I was holding, something I could always bring back. Kelli Russell Agodon
“ Yes, it hurts to fall— ache, tenderness—but each scar is a sign your system is working. Kelli Russell Agodon
“ A friend comes over with a Ouija board.It spells out: Bourbon. Where’s the band?Just because you’re dead doesn’t mean you can’t have fun. Kelli Russell Agodon
“ I can’t relate to your razzle-dazzle, your wish for voluptuous when my symphony is spanx. Kelli Russell Agodon
“ Understand, it’s never been easy to live, when we’re trying to escape ourselves. Kelli Russell Agodon
“ I don’t believe we should carry backupplans in life’s suitcase—they’re too easy to unpack like living a life in yoga pants, so comfortable our hips spreadinto new timezones... Kelli Russell Agodon
“ For everyone who never smiled in school photos, for all who’ve wandered city streetsnot knowing the where they were or feeling alone, I’ve packed kindness. Kelli Russell Agodon
“ She pours sugar on her life and drinks the artist’s marrow in the bone of her glass and she lives. Kelli Russell Agodon
