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I'm trying to quit," he said. "Just so you know." He lit the cigarette and inhaled so long and so deep it sounded like air being let out of a tire.

Everyone feels that void. Everyone who has the balls to look inside themselves, anyway. It's what life's all about.. A search.

The past was a worthless human ability that had evolved for the sole purpose of reminding mortals of their mistakes.

The days will always be brighter because he existed.
The nights will always be darker because he's gone.

But I guessed that no matter how strong it was, love alone couldn't turn a speck of dust into a galaxy of stars.

Life is short and a man should take pride in his work, even if his work makes him feel like a total loser

I hoped his last sensation was the euphoria. The peace. The love. I had to believe it was the love.

Los Angeles signed a pact with the devil and lost its soul a long time ago, you know? It flourishes, but it's doomed.

He turned and looked up at me with the face of a needy child and the eyes of an ancient shaman.

For the record, if I were Superman, a pale, scrawny guy holding a guitar would be Kryptonite.

It drives me crazy when people know me well enough to remind me what I believe.

Why are the ones who need the most shelter always the ones left out in the rain?

Tell me what you listen to, and I'll tell you who you are.

You can't judge a man solely on his actions. Sometimes actions are nothing more than re actions. - Loring Blackman

Happiness is elusive, for sure.But like love, and music, I believe in it because I can feel it.

That's exactly how he looked the last time I saw him - floating around, entangled in the moon.

There's nothing more pathetic than dreaming dreams you know can never come true.

Jacob would have rather looked out of place at the Ritz than look like he cared to fit in anywhere.

I'm not messy. I'm rebelling against folding.

I didn't write that song to try and win you over, or to steal you away from him. I wrote it because I knew I never could.

I told her she was brave and she said, "I'm not brave, I'm in love." Ha. Same goddamn thing.

Oh my God, that would be just like An Officer and a Gentleman," Kat cried. "Pick her up, Grace! Do it!

Did you really want to die?" "No one commits suicide because they want to die." "Then why do they do it?" "Because they want to stop the pain.

Maybe I'm weak for music men. Maybe I'm weak, period. But I couldn't deny I was charmed by his arrogant, fool-ish guise.

I went home feeling so unbearably alone I actually thought there was a possibility I could drop dead before the night was over.

The phrase what I want struck me. It contains so much entitlement, so many complications, but encompasses only what a person doesn't have.

Popular music is a microcosm of the culture, Eliza. It reflects the mentality of the population.

If you have a desire to write, that means there's stuff in you that wants out. And if you don't write things down, you just forget them.

If you want me you're going to have to come and get me.

Dreams can change histories and songs can alter destinies.

I felt betrayed and deceived, and I feared I'd never get to be a William Eggleston character.

Across the hall, Paul was either fucking the girl or murdering her, I couldn't tell which. I smelled mothballs. The afghan was going to have to go.

Magician, musician. Same thing. A little hocus pocus and a whole lot of faith, right?

I want to stumble across something on the sidewalk and pretend she dropped it: a flower petal, a scarf. And then I want to set it on fire.

Nobody, and I mean nobody, ever started a revolution playing by the rules

She smiled at him in the way you would smile at someone if they'd saved your life.

Don't waste your time with fear.. Fear won't keep you safe from being hurt.

Believe it or not, I have boundaries.

You're the world's muse, Trixie."
"I just want to be your muse."
"Done.

I would have remembered the good stuff.
Nobody ever remembers the good stuff.

It was a metaphysical perception that an end could never come to a person who was more alive than anyone I'd ever known.

I always felt like that myself, that I didn't marry into the landscape of the human world like others did,

Eliza, my pancreas.

I don't know anything," she said. "Except that desperation and fear make a person do really stupid things.

Emily didn't search to belong, she searched to be lost

I nodded, refusing to consider the possibility that any of us are doomed to die the same sorry people we sometimes become.

Because a soul never truly loses hope until hope has turned to ashes, or has been buried six feet underground.

I was alone. In ways people aren't supposed to be alone.

Don't swear off all the fruits just because you ate one bad apple.

As usual no one's ever around when you need them.

I try to find meaning anywhere I can. It's the only way I know how to validate my existence.

Committing suicide so as not to be murdered is the worst reason I've ever heard of to die.

The bed smells like sex and chocolate."
He moaned. "Don't tell me that while I'm stuck in a room with six men.

Everyone might as well say good-bye to them now, these two aren't coming back.

Real annihilation happens from the inside out.

I could blame my existential sadness on a lot of issues, but the truth is, it's been a part of me since Day One.

For the rest of the day all I could think about was that precious fruit. The mango, that is.

I wanted to freeze the moment. Freeze it and jump inside of it and stay there until it melted into the warm, swishy liquid of happy memories.

It's about goddamn time! I've been sending you telepathic messages for ten minutes!

In his eyes I saw all the other possibilities. The dream-world possibilities. The fairytale possibilities. The seemingly impossible possibilities.

Eliza has the sky in her eyes and I've always wanted to touch the goddamn sky.

I've got my girl and my guitar, and for me that's enough.

It had to happen. It was part of the order of things. It was the way the universe was supposed to work.

Note to self: Always remember how lucky you are to wake up next to someone who thinks you're the shit.

Tell me what you're afraid of,' Jacob said.
Shit, I thought, this could take all day. My life was ruled by my fears.

Thoughts are king, Trixie, king!

That's the difference between the real stuff and the crap. I know which one you are and you know which one I am.

You need faith for forgiveness,

I was the least impressed with, a woman who thought Henry Miller was a police sitcom from the seventies.

Fate is just another word for people's choices coming to a head. Destiny, coincidence, whatever you name it. It inevitably lies in our hands.

Sometimes the most consequential moments in my life originate from a state of completely witless human auto-pilot.

I'd be a sucker for a guy who wrote me a song," I said. "Like Beth or Rosanna or Sara. Or Sharona. Is that too much to ask? To be somebody's Sharona?

I need to know that wherever I end up, in the stars or in the gutter, you're along for the ride.

The power of music rests in its ability to reach inside and touch the places where the deepest cuts lie.

Has the industry done to music what McDonald's has done to eating?

No one commits suicide because they want to die.

Camp? You mean like sleep outside?" "No, I mean dress in drag," Jacob said sarcastically.

Reach out and touch faith.

There's nothing worse than falling in love with a person over and over every time you lay eyes on them, especially when you hate their goddamn guts

Life, Love, and the Goddamn Pursuit of Happiness.

How many times in your life are you allowed to say, "If only ... ?"

If your intentions are pure I am seeking a friend for the end of the world.

Lying next to Eliza, I had the feeling I had I'd just found something I didn't even know I'd lost.

What do you say we mark this day - the day we met - by buying each other a record? Something we think reflects our perceptions of each other.

You wanna know how to make God laugh?" he said. "Tell him your plans." (God-shaped Hole)

Bargaining. An utterly useless stage. Neither God nor the Universe ever bargained with anyone.

I guess I need to find a happy medium, someplace between giving them what they want and ending up face-down in a pool of my own goddamn integrity.

This is what it means to be in the middle of love, I thought. Being in the middle of love is like being in the middle of a war zone.

We had pathetically simple dreams:
to do meaningful work that we could be proud of, to be together, and to be happy.

Maybe that was the key to getting rid of the loneliness, I thought. Treating love as entertainment, not as salvation.

But I managed to masquerade as a person having a good time.

It's bad enough when people I know fuck with my life, but when pretentious bass players interfere with my destiny, then I really get pissed.

Just knowing you exist changed the world for me.

Absorbing his words was like taking a drink of hot tea. They burned on the way down, but soothed my insides once they had time to cool off.

And if my aunt had balls she'd be my uncle.

Fate is the magnetic pull of our souls toward the people, places, and things we belong with.

That's why you have to save the dying man. Because you want him around to keep saving you.

We hovered above the moment like two rain clouds