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Paint it Black QUOTES

Paint it Black QUOTES

1 " Just a beginner, but he learned so fast. Everything came so damn easy to him. Not true. The hard things cam easy. But the easy things he found impossibly hard. "

― Janet Fitch , Paint it Black

2 " She had forgotten about this, the narcotic of the crowd. This is why you came to hear music. To stop being yourself, to let that thing that you supposedly were go, and just be part of a mob, synchronized by the heavy beat, mesmerized by a singer with big smeary red lips, her spooky chant. "

― Janet Fitch , Paint it Black

3 " He was obsessed with obituaries. She'd never read them before, he couldn't believe it, to him it was like someone who'd never read the funnies...Michael always wanted to know what they died of- accidental gunshot wounds, overdose, cancer. 'Was it suicide?' That's what he really wanted to know. "

― Janet Fitch , Paint it Black

4 " A month ago she would have been embarrassed at the confidence. Now she felt a surprising kinship. She was a citizen of the new land, a country she had never before visited, only a rumor, this vast unseen tract, its boundary exactly that of the whole world, taking up the space and shape of the world but completely unlike it. It had a different atmosphere, hard to breathe, and how heavy you were here, it pulled you down like the gravity on Jupiter. "

― Janet Fitch , Paint it Black

5 " Michael, in a motel in Twentynine Palms, a gun in his hands. Not at Meredith's, painting in an explosion of new creation. Not over on Sunset, digging through the record bins, or at Launderland separating the darks and lights. Not at the Chinese market, looking at the fish with their still-bright eyes. Not at the Vista watching an old movie. Not sketching down at Echo Park. He was in a motel room in Twentynine Palms, putting a bullet in his brain. "

― Janet Fitch , Paint it Black

6 " Meredith's father, the composer, who shot himself in this house. Came all the way from Vienna to shoot himself in LA. Escaped the Nazis but not himself. "

― Janet Fitch , Paint it Black

7 " Although she was giddy with exhaustion, sleep was a lover who refused to be touched.... "

― Janet Fitch , Paint it Black

8 " Now it seemed unbelievable, the innocence of a girl in a fairy tale. "

― Janet Fitch , Paint it Black

9 " history only existed in the human mind, subject to endless revision. 'each man kills the thing he loves'-Oscar Wilde. You kill it before it kills you, but he was wrong. you killed it by accident. thinking you were doing something else. shattering, when all you wanted to do was keep it safe. "

― Janet Fitch , Paint it Black

10 " When anybody could tell, nobody was ever going to give fucking peace a chance. "

― Janet Fitch , Paint it Black

11 " They'd retreated to the country with two passports only. From the outside it looked like death. People could pound the walls all they wanted, but they'd never find the door. Nobody could guess at the gardens inside. "

― Janet Fitch , Paint it Black

12 " On the cover that leaned against the dirty couch, John and Yoko pressed together for a kiss they would never finish. People were always trashing Yoko Ono, blaming her for breaking up the Beatles, but Josie knew they were just jealous that John preferred Yoko to some bloated megaband. Nobody ever loved a lover. Because love was a private party, and nobody got on the guest list. "

― Janet Fitch , Paint it Black

13 " Michael hated this, it was the worst thing he could imagine, disappearing into the mass- he didn't know how to submerge himself, he was the puzzle piece that fit nowhere. "

― Janet Fitch , Paint it Black

14 " Girls were born knowing how destructive the truth could be. They learned to hold it in, tamp it down, like gunpowder in an old fashioned gun. Then it exploded in your face on a November day in the rain. "

― Janet Fitch , Paint it Black

15 " Whenever she thought she could not feel more alone, the universe peeled back another layer of darkness. "

― Janet Fitch , Paint it Black

16 " They say drugs are not the answer, but really, what is the question? "

― Janet Fitch , Paint it Black

17 " That was what she really wanted. To forget so thoroughly she'd never have another memory again, the bitter so bitter you gave up the sweet. "

― Janet Fitch , Paint it Black

18 " The story of her life. God gave you everything just to take it away. Just so you knew exactly what you were missing. "

― Janet Fitch , Paint it Black

19 " She was starting to think there might be such a thing as karma - that repetition - maybe you lived through the same thing over and over until you stopped caring. Maybe eventually it got less intense, until it was just nothing. "

― Janet Fitch , Paint it Black

20 " that was her edge. her secret weapon. she didnt give a shit. "

― Janet Fitch , Paint it Black