“ He’s cu-ute. Bree LaRue stumbles sideways, shielding her eyes with one hand. Aww, look at his hair. And the chin! He’s like Laurence Olivier, and a cockatoo. Like if they had a baby? J.C. Lillis
“ There’s only one kind of girl I can tolerate being, and it is not the Girl Who Gives it All Up for Love. J.C. Lillis
“ I've always loved Halloween: the one day of the year when you can blatantly dress as your number-one obsession and people will smile instead of snicker. J.C. Lillis
“ What she has is effortlessly remarkable, the kind of gift you only feel the weight of if it's something you don't have but dearly want. J.C. Lillis
“ They are kissing—finally, extravagantly, like it's the first thirty seconds of a kissing competition and they can't imagine they'll ever get tired. J.C. Lillis
“ The way she says kiss, it sounds different. Like she invented the word specifically for the song. J.C. Lillis
“ I want you back because... I like being with you more than anyone else. And because when I make you laugh I feel like the coolest person on the planet. And because we get each other in like, every pos… J.C. Lillis
“ Sad songs are not my strong suit. All the songs that have saved my life make you feel like driving with the top down or dancing in your room with your best friend. J.C. Lillis
“ I have no idea how to be an artist and a lover, so I chose the one most likely to make me happy when I'm eighty and gazing back on a long and productive life. J.C. Lillis
“ Art doesn't depend on suffering. That's a crock. It's about discipline. Showing up to do the thing you do. It's about watching and listening to the world and telling the truth with your own voice. It'… J.C. Lillis
“ Don't be fooled into thinking that love is special. That it'll fill you up forever. Anyone can fall in love, but only you can make the art you were born for. And that's the kind of happiness that last… J.C. Lillis
