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Till the Stars Fall (Hometown Memories #3) Till the Stars Fall by Kathleen Gilles Seidel
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“Among a certain type of creative men, there was a history of strong, if difficult friendships. From Wordsworth and Coleridge to John Belushi and Dan Ackroyd, these were creative friendships with bonds deeper, stronger than the shared creativity.”
Kathleen Gilles Seidel, Till the Stars Fall
“Krissa had since learned a great deal about the drug Lithium and was now aware of how controversial it was.”
Kathleen Gilles Seidel, Till the Stars Fall
“If I remember correctly, I called you an asshole doctor." "That's no more than the truth... except I'm not a proctologist.”
Kathleen Gilles Seidel, Till the Stars Fall
“You sure did break that boy's heart." "I know," Krissa agreed. She didn't mind Jewel saying that. At least someone in this house had been on his side. "But I'm here now." "That's true," Jewel conceded, and the two women exchanged a look. We will help him through this.”
Kathleen Gilles Seidel, Till the Stars Fall
“By the time George Bush ran against Michael Dukakis, Quinn was a different man, a practicing physician and a dedicated citizen who, knowing that he was going to be out of town for that election, had dutifully filed an absentee ballot.”
Kathleen Gilles Seidel, Till the Stars Fall
“and for the first time since learning of Krissa's marriage, he began working on a lyric. It was about loss, but not private loss, not loss of a romantic love. This was public loss, the lost innocence of a country at war few believed in, the loss of Roosevelt, Churchill, and Kennedy—of a king young men could believe in. It was about hungering to live with a tradition one could value, about longing to pay heed to customs that one could respect. It was called "My Grandfather's Chocolates." In the last stanza the grandson's regret and bitterness blazed into anger, fury at the generation who squandered their traditions. And as Quinn worked and reworked those lines, he knew that he was coming as close as he could to writing about Krissa.”
Kathleen Gilles Seidel, Till the Stars Fall
“It was nice, them having this kind of knowledge about each other. No one else knew this about him. She supposed in every person there were bits of you that you shared only with the people you had been a child with.”
Kathleen Gilles Seidel, Till the Stars Fall
“Life on the road was just boring. They would land at an airport and take a taxi to the hotel. There they would sit for interviews. A limo would take them to the venue for the sound check; the limo would take them back to the hotel. Then the limo again, the meet-and-greet in the dressing rooms before the show and then more faces to meet and greet afterward and perhaps another interview. Out to back fence to sign some autographs. Then the limo back to the hotel.”
Kathleen Gilles Seidel, Till the Stars Fall
“Somewhere inside him, beneath her fingers, was his upper trachea, and in the cavity of his larynx were his vocal cords, two pairs of folded membrane. Everyone had them, but his had been touched by magic, the sounds resonating from them were richer, more mellifluous than what came from everyone else's throats. Of course, his voice wasn't just from his vocal cords. It was from the air he took into his body and what he did with that air. He was better than an alchemist. He took air and turned it into music. She leaned her cheek against his shoulder and let her hand search over his chest, seeking the power of the lungs he kept stowed safe behind his fortressed ribs.”
Kathleen Gilles Seidel, Till the Stars Fall
“You're not making too much of this. You will love her until the stars fall. She looked like a figure in a hand-tinted woodcut illustrating a medieval manuscript. Her hair should have been bound in gold cord, her arms full of lilies and myrtle, and he should have been her vassal, her knight.”
Kathleen Gilles Seidel, Till the Stars Fall
“You're not making too much of this. You will love her until the stars fall.”
Kathleen Gilles Seidel, Till the Stars Fall