Ten Thousand Saints Quotes

“Jude's desire for girls was indiscriminate feverish and complete he wanted them all equally and he wanted them not at all. Blondes and brunettes big ones or small ones - they were cold fragile impenetrable creatures all desirable as they were undesirable all perfumed and pretty.”
― Eleanor Henderson, Ten Thousand Saints

“He, Teddy and Eliza entered the room just as someone was snapping a picture: they would be forever captured in a photo they didn't belong in, blinking against the flash.”
― Eleanor Henderson, Ten Thousand Saints

“She's too drunk to remember all the words, but it doesn't matter - he already knows them. It's his song, the one he was named for, and she's sung it since he was a baby. He knows all about carrying the world on your shoulders, all about letting her into your heart, all about making the sad song better.”
― Eleanor Henderson, Ten Thousand Saints

“and the sky was like a deep blue sheet unfurled above him, like the sheet his mother would put on his bed, letting it hang in the air for a moment before it dropped.”
― Eleanor Henderson, Ten Thousand Saints

“Later, months later, when Jude thought back to the way it all went down -how did a burnout like him end up straight edge?- he'd remember that ambulance, just like the one he'd been unconscious inside. Its red cross, when viewed from the right angle, was an X on its side.”
― Eleanor Henderson, Ten Thousand Saints

“He knows all about carrying the world on your shoulders, all about letting her into your heart, all about making the sad song better.”
― Eleanor Henderson, Ten Thousand Saints

“Jude had witnessed all of this with the dejected respect one had for people with destructive talents, like winning hamburger-eating contests.”
― Eleanor Henderson, Ten Thousand Saints

“Girls irritated her, intimidated her, and finally bored her; around girls she became a territorial, sniffing their asses, showing her teeth. It was not a part of herself she liked. Around boys she was herself, she could relax; she had nothing to win but them.”
― Eleanor Henderson, Ten Thousand Saints