So between you and me," I tell Justine on the phone that night, "we're either bitchy or stupid." "Oh God," she moans. "Everyone thinks I'm an idiot." "Thanks!
Melina MarchettaPlay me something that makes me feel; This soul inside me is made of steel. Brain is breathing, but heartโs not beating And, babe, I need you to make things real. Walk inside me without silence, Kill the past and change the tense. Empty gnawing and the ache is soaring; Take me places that make more sense.
Melina MarchettaIt's too late. Seventeen-year-olds don't need fathers. Oh god. I'm thirty-four years old and I need a father. I can't even begin to think what my daughter needs.
Melina MarchettaThat someone can want something out of another person who gives absolutely nothing in return astounds me.
Melina Marchetta