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“Are you gonna sit back there and whack off or are you gonna give us a count? It's me and you to start, drummer boy. I'm ready when you are.”
― Shari Copell, Wild Angel

“Willow nodded. “Far be it from me to make excuses for him, and I’m not trying to do that now. But you are the prettiest little thing, Nicks. And then you strap on that guitar, and you turn into a ten-foot-tall warrior woman. I imagine you were a shock to Mr. Jensen’s nervous system the first time he saw you. He has no justification for being an idiot, but I’ll tell you, based on what I know about men, that his reaction was understandable to a certain extent. You must’ve come across like a ten on the Richter scale the first time he saw you play.”
― Shari Copell, Wild Angel

“Goddamnit Stone, I'm going to make it someday! I'm going to be the one in Rolling Stone magazine, and they're going to be talking about my fabulous technique and how goddamn awesome I am on guitar! I'm going to get there because of what I know, and what I can do, and NOT because of the size of my tits!”
― Shari Copell, Wild Angel

“How about if I take you home and give you some insight into the male libido?" Tage asked, giving her a wicked smile.

"Typical. Fix everything with sex."

"You mean sex doesn't fix everything? I thought it was right up there with duct tape and wood glue.”
― Shari Copell, Wild Angel

“Dimanchophobia:
Fear of Sundays, not in a religious sense but rather, a condition that reflects fear of unstructured time. Also known as acalendrical anxiety. Not to be confused with didominicaphobia, or kyriakephobia, fear of the Lord's Day.

Dimanchophobia is a mental condition created by modernism and industrialism. Dimanchophobes particularly dislike the period between Christmas and New Year's, when days of the week lose their significance and time blurs into a perpetual Sunday. Another way of expressing dimanchophobia might be "life in a world without calendars." A popular expression of this condition can be found in the pop song "Every Day is Like Sunday," by Morrissey, in which he describes walking on a beach after a nuclear way, when every day of the week now feels like Sunday.”
― Douglas Coupland

“The Anxiety of Sunday afternoon: your unlived lives and infinite possibility pressing upon the constraints of reality.”
― Alain de Botton

“That is sacrilegious. You just totally dissed man code. If we don’t have man code, the world will fall apart."

Kip Paxton”
― Sasha Marshall, Guitar Face

“I am serenading you sweetheart,” Kip says, “The way I figure it, you like those idiots who play guitars, so I figure I will learn how to play so I can seduce you. Jagger will understand. I mean he can’t play drums for shit, so you will have no choice but to fall madly in love with my guitar and drum playing skills.” He grins like a Cheshire cat.”
― Sasha Marshall, Guitar Face

“Ignoring! Yes, I am ignoring the Sunday church fan my vagina broke out in order to fan the flames. I hate that he does this to me.”
― Sasha Marshall, There's No Crying in Rock-n-Roll

“A few stray leaves are floating along the surface, and I like how peaceful they look, not going under the water, and not blowing away either. Just floating, weightless and effortless. I want to be a leaf.”
― Carian Cole, Torn

“Sometimes, the right person comes along at the wrong time, and you have to just trust fate and hope it leads you in the right direction and it all evens out.”
― Carian Cole, Storm

“Um, I'm pretty sure mistletoe means give a kiss,
not a blow job," I argue raising my eyebrows at him.
"No, it's a blow job. Santa changed it last year.”
― Carian Cole, Talon

“I wait until her breathing is soft and even against me before I let myself drift off to sleep, like I've been doing every night for the past few weeks. Slowly, everything in my life is turning into putting her first, and I'm not going to fight it.”
― Carian Cole, Talon

“THERE’S SOMETHING TERRIBLY intimate about watching a person sleep. To watch them when they have no idea you are doing it. It’s an invasion of the highest form to gaze upon someone when they are unable to hide, or put a wall up, to protect whatever scars or vulnerabilities they might have.”
― Carian Cole, Storm

“my life matters—even if it's only to me—and my story isn't over yet.”
― Carian Cole, Talon

“After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.”
― Aldous Huxley, Music at Night and Other Essays

“Without music, life would be a mistake.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche, Twilight of the Idols

“Music expresses that which cannot be put into words and that which cannot remain silent”
― Victor Hugo

“And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche

“Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.”
― Maya Angelou

“Some people have lives; some people have music.”
― John Green, Will Grayson, Will Grayson

“Sometimes, the Angel [of Music] leans over the cradle... and that is how there are little prodigies who play the fiddle at six better than men of fifty, which, you must admit is very wonderful. Sometimes, the Angel comes much later, because the children are naughty and won't learn their lessons or practice their scales. And sometimes, he does not come at all, because the children have a wicked heart or a bad conscience.”
― Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera

“Where words leave off, music begins.”
― Heinrich Heine

“Music has always been a matter of Energy to me, a question of Fuel. Sentimental people call it Inspiration, but what they really mean is Fuel. I have always needed Fuel. I am a serious consumer. On some nights I still believe that a car with the gas needle on empty can run about fifty more miles if you have the right music very loud on the radio.”
― Hunter S. Thompson

“Music, once admitted to the soul, becomes a sort of spirit, and never dies.”
― Edward Bulwer Lytton

“Music touches us emotionally, where words alone can't.”
― Johnny Depp

“Where words fail, music speaks.”
― Hans Christian Andersen

“Music is the universal language of mankind.”
― Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

“I like beautiful melodies telling me terrible things.”
― Tom Waits

“Who hears music, feels his solitude
Peopled at once.”
― Robert Browning, The complete poetical works of Browning