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I’m saying that when you really love someone, sometimes the things they need may hurt you, and some people are worth hurting for.
But loving somebody isn’t perfection and good times and laughing and making love. Love is forgiveness and patience and faith and every once in a while, it’s a gut punch. That’s why it’s a dangerous thing, when you go loving the wrong person. When you love somebody who doesn’t deserve it. You have to be with someone that deserves your faith and you have to be deserving of someone else’s. It’s sacred.
It was America. It was tits. It was sex. It was drugs. It was summer. It was angst. It was rock ’n’ roll.
But when I got home, I realized I was still smiling. I was happy for them. They made a lot of sense together. I thought, I bet they get married. And I never thought that about anybody.
Billy: I was floored—I mean absolutely positively floored, my jaw about hit the floor—when she showed up married.
It was the first step toward Aurora not only being an album, but an event. It was the last kick it needed to blast off.
He said, “No, I’m leaving.” I said, “Leaving?” He said, “At the end of the tour, I’m quitting the band.”
All I will say is that you show up for your friends on their hardest days. And you hold their hand through the roughest parts. Life is about who is holding your hand and, I think, whose hand you commit to holding.
Daisy: I started singing and I looked at him. And he looked at me. And, you know what? For three minutes, I think I forgot we were performing for twenty thousand people. I forgot his family was standing there. I forgot we were singers in a band. I just existed. For three minutes. Singing to the man I loved.
Author: Wait a minute. Author’s Note: While I have made a concerted effort to remove myself from the narrative, I have included here a verbatim transcript of one conversation I had with Daisy Jones because I am, in fact, the only one that can corroborate this essential piece of Daisy’s story.
“Don’t count yourself out this early, Daisy. You’re all sorts of things you don’t even know yet.”
And he said, “Makes you want to live to fight another day, doesn’t it?” And I said, “Yes. It does.” He looked at me and I stared at the glass and…I felt strong enough. To walk away from it. And I didn’t know how much longer I’d feel that strong. So I put down a twenty and I said, “Thank you.”
I turned to everybody on the bus and I said, “It’s over. The whole thing. It’s over.”
Because your mother saved me from myself.
She was an incredible woman. She was the greatest thing that ever happened to me. Give me all the platinum albums you want, all the drugs and all the Cuervo and all the fun times and the successes and the fame and all of it, I would hand them all back to you, just as the cost of my memories with her. She was an absolutely incredible, incredible woman. And I didn’t deserve her.
Your life isn’t about me, honey, my life is about you.