“I know how loud the seconds can sound as you stand by a window and peer out into the night.”

“I'm hungry for a juicy life. I lean out my window at night and I can taste it out there, just waiting for me.”

“Music is what feelings sound like out loud. I sing songs that speak from my heart. They tell my story, how I feel.”

“How white is an Irishman's ass?" Eve wondered out loud."You should know, darling.”

“Y’all might as well come on out,” I said. “I know you’re there. I can smell you.”“Smell me? But I just took a shower this morning!” an indignant voice drifted out of the shadows.There was a loud sound, like someone was getting smacked upside the head. Then another voice let out a low mutter.“Shut up, idiot.”

“…"It was fun tonight. But you know what would be even more fun?" "What's that?" she asks. "Making out with you in my car when we get back to your place. You know, to see how foggy we can get the glass?" "That does sounds like fun. Count me in." By the time I walked her to her door, I couldn't see anything outside of my windows.”