Sometime After Midnight Quotes

“No,” I say. I can’t look at him. Not yet. “Not anything you said. The song. Your singing. You say I wrote the song like I pulled it out of your head?” He nods. “You have the voice that’s in my head. The one I wish was mine. The one that goes with every single song I write. Your voice is all I’m after. That’s the truth.”
Finally, I work up the nerve to raise my eyes to Cameron’s. His have gone soft, sympathetic. Hopeful.
“So you hate me, but I’m your muse?”
― L. Philips, Sometime After Midnight

“You’re my voice, Cameron.”
― L. Philips, Sometime After Midnight

“I’m starting a foundation, Cameron. To help lower-income women get an education. We’ll provide books, tutors, pay testing fees, supplement tuition. We’ll provide a nice outfit for interviews, even. And then, when those girls get out into the workforce, we’ll continue to help them. Like a return on our investment in them, in a way. These women will help other girls like them. They’ll write legislation, provide health care, cure diseases, fight in courts against discrimination. They’ll teach and mentor and shelter, if need be. It’s going to be a charity, but a think tank too. Helping women to reach their potential, then helping them help other women.”
― L. Philips, Sometime After Midnight

“But here’s what we’re going to do. I want you to set up your equipment. I’m going to look up a video of this song and the chords. Then we’re going to record you singing it, and we’re going to play it back to you, over and over, every time you don’t feel confident, and it’s going to be like some awesome type of brainwashing. I’m gonna play you this song until you believe you’re amazing.”
― L. Philips, Sometime After Midnight

“I can tell Nate’s mulling over each of my words. Then he wrinkles his nose, which is, by the way, the cutest thing ever, and says, “Soft kissing. Building the intensity as it goes.”
Duly noted.”
― L. Philips, Sometime After Midnight

“Nobody will hear you scream when I harvest your organs for the black market.”
“I think you underestimate my screams.”
― L. Philips, Sometime After Midnight

“To your music,” he says.
“To your words,” I return.
“To us,” he finishes, and we clink.”
― L. Philips, Sometime After Midnight

“Also, he has cute feet. And yes, I’m aware that it’s a really weird thing to say about someone.”
― L. Philips, Sometime After Midnight

“And more than that, deeper than that, I am desperate to hear him sing again. I’m desperate to make music with him, like it is in my head, like it is in his head.”
― L. Philips, Sometime After Midnight

“Just so you know, I think you might regret running from this. Risks aside, you may not have a chance like this again.”
“I don’t care that Cameron’s famous and rich.”
“I’m not talking about that, Nate. Not at all,” he says, and then he’s gone.”
― L. Philips, Sometime After Midnight

“He shakes his head at me, but he’s smiling. “You’re either sick or sentimental.”
― L. Philips, Sometime After Midnight

“And you know what? Kissing Nate is better than a whole symphony. Tchaikovsky and his violinist have nothing on us.”
― L. Philips, Sometime After Midnight