“We must live with our hearts in our hands - like Mary.We must hold the blood-red heart and no be disappointedwhen others look away.”

“Yes, it hurts to fall ache, tendernessbut each scar is a sign your system is working.”

“As I go under, I wonder if theres a reason for art?”

“She pours sugar on her life and drinks the artists marrow in the bone of her glass and she lives.”

“in the corner of the painting of successthe signature is blurred”

“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.”

“I wonder how many people don't get the one they want, but end up with the one they're supposed to be with.”

“you're an expert at sorry and keeping the lines blurry”

“So I placed my heart under lock and key To take some time, and take care of me But I turn around and you're standing here”

“We all look for happiness, but without knowing where to find it: like drunkards who look for their house, knowing dimly that they have one”

“There are hours for rest, and hours for wakefulness; nights for sobriety and nights for drunkenness(if only so that possession of the former allows us to discern the latter when we have it; for sad...”

“Well enough, I reply. Remember, youre drunk. And happy. Youre supposed to be lusting over your escort. Try smiling a little more. like Im lusting? This is me, lusting. His lashes flutter at me. bet...”

“I am tough for a reason and it is to fucking destroy the music. I dance hard.”

“Hed reached that perilous stage of being drunk enough to think himself a good dancer but was dangerously close in tipping over to the point where hed act like an arse”

“The main reception foyer was almost empty but Ford nevertheless weaved his way through it.”