“And I was reminded once again how a song really can change the world.”

“Replaying her words in my head, I could feel my face redden again. I wanted to flush my head down the toilet.”

“How could you ever feel comfortable if no matter where you went you felt like you belonged someplace else?”

“I'm like the wallpaper, there but barely noticed.”

“Bright and wild like fire. Ha. Friendless and alone like a pathetic loser was more like it.”

“Just because you never look at me doesn't mean I'm not here.”

“The thing is, my father has about as much rhythm as a drunken octopus […]”