The Atlas of Us Quotes

“Staying busy is a powerful dam for your emotions, and when that’s gone, you’re left with nothing.”
― Kristin Dwyer, The Atlas of Us: On a wilderness trail in the Sierras, a grieving teen becomes Maps―finding a found family among strangers she can't forget.

“His eyes are on my mouth and I’m waiting for the truth to leave his.
Say it. Say it. Say it.”
― Kristin Dwyer, The Atlas of Us: On a wilderness trail in the Sierras, a grieving teen becomes Maps―finding a found family among strangers she can't forget.

“Essas pessoas me enxergam.
Elas fazem me amar parecer fácil. Isso me dá vontade de permitir que amem”
― Kristin Dwyer, The Atlas of Us: On a wilderness trail in the Sierras, a grieving teen becomes Maps―finding a found family among strangers she can't forget.

“Are you trouble?’ I ask. It feels like a question I should define. I should explain. The different kinds of trouble float in the air, and I want to tell him that he doesn't feel like trouble to me. His brows come together and he looks like he’s deciding something. ‘I’m not here by choice. Or. I wasn’t last year. It was court ordered.’ King looks up at me and says, ‘So yeah. I’m trouble.”
― Kristin Dwyer, The Atlas of Us: On a wilderness trail in the Sierras, a grieving teen becomes Maps―finding a found family among strangers she can't forget.

“King’s eyes find mine and my blood feels electric in my veins.”
― Kristin Dwyer, The Atlas of Us: On a wilderness trail in the Sierras, a grieving teen becomes Maps―finding a found family among strangers she can't forget.

“Tears collect in my eyes and I let them. I decide that it’s all right to do that in this place. No one out here will know that I miss my dad. That I hear his voice in the current or feel him in the sunlight on my skin.”
― Kristin Dwyer, The Atlas of Us: On a wilderness trail in the Sierras, a grieving teen becomes Maps―finding a found family among strangers she can't forget.

“Laughing is for people who feel like they have most of the pieces of themselves. Not for girls who can’t remember the last time they heard their dad laugh.”
― Kristin Dwyer, The Atlas of Us: On a wilderness trail in the Sierras, a grieving teen becomes Maps―finding a found family among strangers she can't forget.

“The rhythm of the trail begins to embed itself into my expectations, and as the days pass each of us come to learn our place in the group.”
― Kristin Dwyer, The Atlas of Us: On a wilderness trail in the Sierras, a grieving teen becomes Maps―finding a found family among strangers she can't forget.

“I don’t know if we’re telling stories or lying to each other. I can’t decide which would be better. ‘I’ll tell you the truth when you tell me.”
― Kristin Dwyer, The Atlas of Us: On a wilderness trail in the Sierras, a grieving teen becomes Maps―finding a found family among strangers she can't forget.

“Grief is like that. It slowly stabs at you, burrowing itself inside, until eventually your body tries to get rid of it, and it ends up tearing through you. Destruction. That’s all death does.”
― Kristin Dwyer, The Atlas of Us: On a wilderness trail in the Sierras, a grieving teen becomes Maps―finding a found family among strangers she can't forget.

“Who you are, what you’ve done, none of that matters here. The nicknames are a blank slate. No past or history or judgement.”
― Kristin Dwyer, The Atlas of Us: On a wilderness trail in the Sierras, a grieving teen becomes Maps―finding a found family among strangers she can't forget.

“None of us ask though, because those are the things strangers don’t talk about.
Strangers don’t share the truth.”
― Kristin Dwyer, The Atlas of Us: On a wilderness trail in the Sierras, a grieving teen becomes Maps―finding a found family among strangers she can't forget.