Quote

I play until my fingers are blue and stiff from the cold, and then I keep on playing. Until I'm lost in the music. Until I am the music--notes and chords, the melody and harmony. It hurts, but it's okay because when I'm the music, I'm not me. Not sad. Not afraid. Not desperate. Not guilty.

Jennifer Donnelly

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

Jennifer Donnelly
Age: 55
Born: 1969
Born: August 29
Author
Novelist
Writer
Port Chester
New York
Keep
Harmony
Chords
Music
Blue
Hurts
Play
Okay
Melody
Afraid
Desperate
Cold
Guilty
Playing
Guilt
Hurt
Notes
Lost
Fingers
Stiff

More quotes by Jennifer Donnelly

Image
He's wearing boots, a kilt, and a long-sleeve tee. No coat, even though it's December. Beautiful people don't need coats. They've got their auras to keep them warm.
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
Funny, 'ow you can 'old a jewel in your 'and, and toss it away, and not even know what you 'ad until it's gone.
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
History is a Rorschach test, people. What you see when you look at it tells you as much about yourself as it does about the past.
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
A new word. Bright with possibilities. A flawless pearl to turn over and over in my hand, then put away for safekeeping.
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
Voice is not just the sound that comes from your throat, but the feelings that come from your words.
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
The world goes on, stupid and brutal, but I do not. Can't you see? I do not.
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
Who knew that listening to a guy sleep could be so much deeper than sleeping with a guy.
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
Happiness was useless to me. It was heartache that filled my purse. What happy man has need of Shakespeare?
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
I played a role. That is what actors do. But I played it too well. I went too far. And by the time I wanted to stop, to take a bow and leave the stage, it was too late.
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
Bravery is feeling fear but doing the thing anyway.
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
Yeah. Sure. My brother's dead. My mother's insame. Hey, let's have a crepe.
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
I struggled for a long time to get anything published.
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
Come on you raver, you seer of visions, come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine.
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
The guitar's still around me. I slip it off and put it down. I want to feel him. To feel his breath on my neck. The warmth of his skin. To feel something other than sadness. Hold me, I tell him silently. Hold me here. To this place. This life. Make me want you. Want this. Want something. Please
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
I will go out again this very night with my rockets and fuses. I will blow them straight out of their comfortable beds. Blow the rooftops off their houses. Blow the black, wretched night to bits. I will not stop. For mad I may be, but I will never be convenient.
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
Why is it that weeks and months and years go by so quickly, all in a blur, but moments last forever?
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
For mad I may be, but I will never be convenient.
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
Hope is the crystal meth of emotions. It hooks you fast and kills you hard.
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
The greenest of pastures are right here on earth.
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
There was a basket at her feet. She reached into it and lifted out the head of a young woman, a marquise. She wore Bourbon white to her death, but wears the tricolor now - white cheeks, blue lips, red dripping from her neck. Long live the revolution.
Jennifer Donnelly