"It feels better than his dad's whiskey, better than his mom's weed. Because for just a few seconds, someone else hurts too. For just a few seconds, I'm not alone."
"She never faces school without a buzz. Nobody does. we need to have something, some kind of subsatance-fueled force field to fend off the heavy hand of expectation that threatens to crush us like beer cans the minute we set foot in the place."
"We attend St. Anselm's, Brooklyns most prestigious privat school. We're special. Exceptional. We're supernovas, every single one of us. That's what our teachers say, and what our parents pay thirty-thousand dollars a year to hear."
"I play until my fingertips are raw. Until I rip a nail and bleed on the strings. Until my hands hurt so bad I forget my heart does."
"We"re in the twenty-first century now, and it's hook up or shut up."
"The smile slides off her face, hits the floor, and shatters."
"Because the gray world I've managed to live in for the past two years has started to turn black around the edges."
"It's all about the pain, isn't it? The truancy, the bad grades, and now you've even found a way to use your beautiful music to inflict pain on yourself."
"Bleeding for Bach was no big deal."
"Mail is for lesser mortals."
"I can taste blood in my mouth, but I don't care. all I care about is the guitar."
"Americans are like little children-easily swindled."
to be continued... there are plenty more that I want to share with you. I wish the class was longer. the bell is going to cut me off from blogging for the second time in a row!
Awww...great quotes! Sounds like they could be from the mouths of NSA students! "...the heavy hand of expectation..." sounds like a great discussion to me! Can't wait to talk with you about these quotes!
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