Juliet, Naked Quotes
"Americans were very good at making the most of their heritage, but there wasn’t much even they could do here."
"The guy behind the bar had initially suspected that they were looking for a place where they could shoot up, or perhaps have sex."
"Something profound and life-changing took place in the smallest room of a small club."
"They would stand outside her house, just as they had stood outside the printer’s house, until Duncan could think of no reason to carry on looking."
"She’d had worse mornings than that on holidays that had promised much more."
"It was a sort of random, pin-sticking tour of America, as far as she was concerned."
"She wanted to feel unconditional love, rather than the faint conditional affection she could scrape together for Duncan every now and again."
"A drunken Crowe was arrested for attempting to tear a gigantic poster down on Sunset Boulevard, Hollywood, California, in October 1977."
"He’d have sounded mad and pathetic. He had to calm the rage, tame it and shape it so that it could be contained in the tight-fitting songs."
"We believe both, but we don’t care enough to do anything about it."
"We believe that the Phillies are going to win the World Series every year, but that’s not true either."
"It makes me feel sick, and I find the whole industry morally repugnant."
"If there’s nothing wrong with me today, I can’t die tomorrow."
"I had completely forgotten about the existence of those Juliet demos."
"I am very much me, and today I am very much wishing I wasn’t."
"If you try it tonight, you have to try everything. If you see what I mean."
"The children I never see are products of relationships I messed up."
"The trouble with doing nothing is not knowing when you're finished."
"There's a reason he’d given up talking to people he didn’t know."
"The extraordinary news that Tucker had made some kind of bizarre public appearance passed Duncan by for a couple of days."
"If these people actually had anything to do all day, they wouldn’t have time to write his lyrics out backward."
"There was so much going on in his personal life that he hadn’t had time to check the website."
"The moment Duncan had found something to do, then Tucker had been forgotten."
"That year . . . I can’t explain it. Everything seemed magical to me."
"She couldn’t deny that: Tucker had mentioned in his e-mail that he was single again."
"The more he whipped himself into a frenzy of disapproval, the harder it would be to cave in without losing face."
"If you’d asked him what the problem was... he’d tell himself that what made him unhappiest was the realization that his work was utterly inauthentic."
"He was the kind of moralist who abhorred the behavior of others because he was so scared of his own weakness."
"In real life, she was a sentimental young woman, frequently moved to tears by pets and children and romantic comedies."
"It wasn’t her fault that she didn’t know him at all."
"He certainly didn’t want to say what he was thinking: he was thinking about his work, his music, about Juliet and the tour."
"He could only appeal to men too sick to do much about anything."
"She was always blushing these days. Perhaps she was literally getting younger, shooting all the way backward to prepubescence."
"The trouble was, she couldn’t help but be boring and bland and sensible and good."
"She’d never been given the opportunity to meet someone this exotic."
"She didn’t know whether he’d asked himself—which he did, sometimes, when he wasn’t drunk or asleep."
"She could be a dutiful and loving daughter, as long as he just lay there."
"He couldn’t love people he didn’t know, unless you were Christ."
"He was working on the basis that if he threw enough approving adjectives in her direction she’d stop."
"You can’t love people you didn’t know, unless you were Christ."
"You don’t make it easy." "No," said Annie. "That’s because it isn’t. That’s why mostly it goes wrong."
"I know what you’re saying. I was old then and I’m old now."
"Well, we’re all famous in our own living rooms, aren’t we?"
"You should make up with Duncan," he said. "He’d take you back. Especially now. You’ve got about nine years’ worth of material for him."
"I want to throw everything in and move to America. Tomorrow. Sell the house and go."
"It’s not my position to judge. As you know. Actually, scrap that last remark. Strike it from the record. And the concerned bit."
"I mean, it’s not Cloud Cuckoo Land for Americans. But it is for you."