“Rosie: What the hell was that silence?Steph: It sounds like something I’d like. It sounded nice.Rosie: It was.”
“Love has a sound, if you know what to listen for. It sounds like silence, surrounded by blindness. It’s the Helen Keller of emotions, at least for me.”
“i was in love with the sound of the slamming door, it sounded the way i felt, like damn you to hell! and i hate what you're doing to me! and Life sucks. ”
“I like it when it rains hard. It sounds like white noise everywhere, which is like silence but not empty.”
“I moaned like a whore in church.To be fair, I’d never actually heard a whore moan in church, but I had a feeling it sounded a lot like the unholy sounds pouring forth from my mouth.”
“Something like Valium," she suggested, "but not Valium." It sounded like a riddle”