“Music, my rampart and my only one.”
“That was his phrase - "the high ramparts of my defensiveness"- and I remembered it in case I ever decide to build and then describe my own ramparts.”
“I disdained to argue, and entrenched my curiosity behind a rampart of pretended indifference.”
“Music from my iPod was setting my life to a dramatic soundtrack that only I could hear.”
“Music is forever. Music is life. Music is something worth believing in...Music is my words, my soul...my muse.”
“It's the music that pulls me in and makes me forget about my problems at home. Music is my drug, the one thing that makes me numb.”