From the winner of the Michael L. Printz Award and the Carnegie Medal, a work of astonishing intimacy and depth Using a pillow book as her form, nineteen-year-old Cordelia Kenn sets out to write out her life for her unborn daughter. What emerges is a portrait of an extraordinary girl, who... read more
“My god is language, written and read. And there is no other god but this.”Cordelia Kenn
“You said the way you're feeling is like being tossed about in a storm. And it is, I know, I've been there. It's like being in a tempest when it's happening and you're sure you'll be torn apart. But the storm passes and though you may be shipwrecked and washed up on a foreign shore, all's well that ends well. It may not be as you like it. It may not be the end you wanted. But you'll survive and you'll be glad you have. You'll see. Believe me.”Ms. Martin
Photos are always memorials, the graves of ghosts. All photo albums are cemeteries.Highlighted by 4 Kindle customers
I am only myself when I am alone.Highlighted by 3 Kindle customers
(If you ask me where my own home is, the only answer I can give is that it’s not a place but words. I live in words and words are where I belong.)Highlighted by 3 Kindle customers
Photos. Photos are not like words. Words are alive. They speak to you. They are always now. Though they were written in the past, even in the long long ago (as beloved Shakes), they are still alive when you read them. Words never die.Highlighted by 3 Kindle customers
Everyone wants more than anything to be allowed into someone else’s most secret self. Everyone wants to allow someone into their most secret self. Everyone feels so alone inside that their deepest wish is for someone to know their secret being, because then they are alone no longer.Highlighted by 3 Kindle customers
Book One - The Red Pillow Box
Book Two - The Green Pillow Box
Book Three - The Orange Pillow Box
Book Four - The Black Pillow Box
Book Five - The Yellow Pillow Box
Book Six - The Blue Pillow Box