“I listened in on a KKK rally but all I could hear was a bunch of white noise.”

“New Music, I guess, is all those bands Angie listens to. They have names like Depeche Mode and The Smiths and all they sound the same to me - like a bunch of skinny white British nerds on Thorazine. The Stones, when they started, were a bunch of skinny white British nerds too, but they never sounded like they were on Thorazine. Even if they were.”

“I listened to them fade away till all I could hear was my memory of the sound.”

“I could hear my heart beating. I could hear everyone's heart. I could hear the human noise we sat there making, not one of us moving, not even when the room went dark.”

“I hear noises in the darkness, I hear sadness in your voice, I hear noises in the darkness, I hear sadness inside you.”

“I hear the noise in his voice, and I hear a boy trying to scare the darkness away. I wish I could hear what happened next, but nothing did.”