“Parents, preachers, and politicians think rock music is the source of young people's despair. They don't understand it's just a reflection. They also forget that music can be a source of hope, a reason to live.”

“I hate when people act like music is nothing but wild creativity," Logan said. "That's bullshit. It's also about counting and measuring and calibrating. If you do it right." He passed his hand over my MP3 player sitting on the bed between us. It was playing Mozart to help my concentration. "And if you do it really right, no one can tell how hard it is for you. You can let them believe it's magic, because that means you must be magic. You're worth worshipping.”

“I had a dog. Ex-wife took him, and the house.”Is that why you like country music?”He eased himself our of the closet. “Huh?””Just a joke. Sorry about your dog.”

“He smiled at me. “Have a good time.” “Thank you.” The music was definitely working, I thought as I started to shut the door.“Don’t get laid,” he added.”

“I can't forget you, any more than I can forget my own name." He kissed me then, and the world which no longer mattered, completely fell away.”

“I'll never forget you. I'll never forget your voice or your face or your dumb jokes. And i'll never forget your love.”

“You obviously haven’t lived in D.C. very long if you think two and a half minutes is too soon to talk politics.”