“While I was there, the song reminded me of here. But now that I’m here, the song reminds me of there. But that’s neither here nor there.”

“Am I the only one who measures time using songs? “Oh it only took me 4 songs to get here! that’s not to long!”

“I shouldn’t want the song to end. I always think of each night as a song. Or each moment as a song. But now I’m seeing we don’t live in a single song. We move from song to song, from lyric to lyric, from chord to chord. There is no ending here. It’s an infinite playlist.”

“You know, I’m really starting to hate the insect life around here,” hemuttered. “Next time, remind me to bring a can of Off!”-Puck”

“Because the song is us and the song is her and this time I’m going to use her name. Norah, Norah, Norah - no rhymes really. Just truth.I shouldn’t want the song to end. I always think of each night as a song. Or each moment as a song. But now I’m seeing we don’t live in a single song. We move from song to song, from lyric to lyric, from chord to chord. There is no ending here. It’s an infinite playlist.”

“I always think of each night as a song. Or each moment as a song. But now I'm seeing we don't live in a single song. We move from song to song, from lyric to lyric, from chord to chord. There is no ending here. It's an infinite playlist.”