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Graffiti Moon QUOTES

Graffiti Moon QUOTES

1 " If my like for you was a football crowd, you’d be deaf ’cause of the roar. And if my like for you was a boxer, there’d be a dead guy lying on the floor. And if my like for you was sugar, you’d lose your teeth before you were twenty. And if my like for you was money, let’s just say you’d be spending plenty. "

― Cath Crowley , Graffiti Moon

2 " The stars are on the inside. They are effing beautiful. "

― Cath Crowley , Graffiti Moon

3 " If you don't want a generation of robots, fund the arts! "

― Cath Crowley , Graffiti Moon

4 " Real is better, The truth is better. Painful but better. "

― Cath Crowley , Graffiti Moon

5 " My dad was a magician too. Got in his car and disappeared. "

― Cath Crowley , Graffiti Moon

6 " If my like for you was a footy crowd, you'd be deaf cos of the roar.
And if my like for you were a boxer, there'd be a dead guy lying on the floor.
And if my like for you were sugar, you'd lose your teeth before you were twenty.
And if my like for you was money, let's just say you'd be spending plenty. "

― Cath Crowley , Graffiti Moon

7 " You’re not like other girls, you know that, right?’ Ed asks.
‘I’ve been aware of the problem,’ I tell him. "

― Cath Crowley , Graffiti Moon

8 " Kept dreaming of this spot she had on her neck, this tiny country. I wanted to visit, to paint a picture of what I found there, a wall with a road map of her skin. "

― Cath Crowley , Graffiti Moon

9 " Why do want to find him so bad?’ I ask after a while, but she’s not listening. I watch her a bit
longer. ‘Why do you want to find him so bad?’ I ask again.
She blinks and comes out of her dream. She flicks the band on her wrist. ‘I just do.’ - Ed Skye "

― Cath Crowley , Graffiti Moon

10 " I took the money and passed the box across the counter and said politely, ‘Your choice of colour
really lacks style.’ I smiled and Beth laughed and the guy asked to see my manager.
I got Bert and he leant over the box and looked at the paint and said, ‘Ed was being polite. Your
choice of colour is shit. "

― Cath Crowley , Graffiti Moon

11 " Don't go confusing stupidity with guts. "

― Cath Crowley , Graffiti Moon

12 " I spent the weekend after our date wishing I could stab him with my fluffy-duck pen and staring at the phone hoping he'd call. Dating is a very tricky business. "

― Cath Crowley , Graffiti Moon

13 " Tonight’s going to be one of those things that seem to last forever. "

― Cath Crowley , Graffiti Moon

14 " You can't drive them around in the getaway van.' 'How about we don't call it the getaway van? People might get suspicious.' 'So what should we call it?' 'How about the van?' 'It doesn't change what it is and that it's a shitty thing to do. Someone might see them in it. "

― Cath Crowley , Graffiti Moon

15 " Love and romance are things worth waiting for. "

― Cath Crowley , Graffiti Moon

16 " Every time he looked at me I felt like I'd touched my tongue to the tip of a battery. In art class I'd watch him lean back and listen and I was nothing but zing and tingle. After a while, the tingle turned to electricity, and when he asked me out my whole body amped to a level where technically I should have been dead. I had nothing in common with a sheddy like him, but a girl doesn't think straight when she's that close to electrocution. "

― Cath Crowley , Graffiti Moon

17 " And I look at him because he needs to be looked at. He needs to be seen. I hate that he has been on his own for so long painting graffiti moons in the dark keeping quiet about who he really is. "

― Cath Crowley , Graffiti Moon

18 " I spray the sky fast. Eyes ahead and behind. Looking for cops. Looking for anyone I don't want to be here. Paint sails and the things that kick in my head scream from can to brick. See this, see this. See me emptied onto a wall. "

― Cath Crowley , Graffiti Moon

19 " No guts, no glory. - Bert "

― Cath Crowley , Graffiti Moon

20 " I escaped onto the wall, a painted ghost trapped in a jar. I stood back to look at it and I knew the sad thing wasn't that the ghost was running out of air. the sad thing was that he had enough air in that small space to last him a lifetime. What were you thinking, little ghost? Letting yourself get trapped like that? "

― Cath Crowley , Graffiti Moon