“Music doesn't have a body, but that's real...”

“That's the way I feel, at least: like there's a real me and a reflection of me, and I have no way of telling which is which.”

“My boyfriend's an idiot," I say as soon as he lurches away."A cute idiot," Ally corrects me."That's like saying 'a cute mutant.' Doesn't exist.”

“Music, I think, he makes me feel like music.”

“That's when you realize that most of it-life, the relentless mechanism of existing-isn't about you. It doesn't include you at all. It will thrust onward even after you've jumped the edge. Even after you're dead.”

“Hearts are fragile things. That's why you have to be so careful.”

“And you should hear the music. Incredible, amazing music, like nothing you've ever heard, music that almost takes your head off, you know? That makes you want to scream and jump up and down and break stuff and cry...”