Graffiti Moon Quotes

“I guess love's kind of like a marshmallow in a microwave on high. After it explodes it's still a marshmallow. but, you know, now it's a complicated marshmallow.”
― Cath Crowley, Graffiti Moon

“I liked that he had hair that was growing without a plan. A grin that came out of nowhere and left the same way.”
― Cath Crowley, Graffiti Moon

“Every time he looked at me I felt like I'd touched my tongue to the tip of a battery. In art class I'd watch him lean back and listen and I was nothing but zing and tingle. After a while, the tingle turned to electricity, and when he asked me out my whole body amped to a level where technically I should have been dead. I had nothing in common with a sheddy like him, but a girl doesn't think straight when she's that close to electrocution.”
― Cath Crowley, Graffiti Moon

“It's harder to make someone laugh than it is to make them cry.”
― Cath Crowley, Graffiti Moon

“Remember
Love doesn't make the world go round
Sex makes it spin for a second or two
If you're lucky
So do chips, sausage rolls and girls in short skirts
Remember
Love
Lays its fingers on your heart
And holds it
Under water
Remember that
When the next girl smiles”
― Cath Crowley, Graffiti Moon

“I like that about art, that what you see is sometimes more about who you are than what’s on the wall. I look at this painting and think about how everyone has some secret inside, something sleeping like that yellow bird.”
― Cath Crowley, Graffiti Moon

“For a while, for as long as you're looking at it, that painting is the world and you get to be in it.”
― Cath Crowley, Graffiti Moon

“Mum says when wanting collides with getting, that's the moment of truth. I want to collide. I want to run right into Shadow and let the force spill our thoughts so we can pick each other up and pass each other back like piles of shiny stones.”
― Cath Crowley, Graffiti Moon

“When wanting collides with getting, that's the moment of truth. I want to collide.”
― Cath Crowley, Graffiti Moon

“Did you know that we're made up of the same matter as stars? We are nuclear energy exploding.”
― Cath Crowley, Graffiti Moon

“If you treat glass right, it doesn't crack. If you know the properties, you can make things; the color of dusk and night and love. But you can't control people like that and I really, really wish you could. I want the world to be glass.”
― Cath Crowley, Graffiti Moon

“I need the shade of blue that rips your heart out. You don't see that type of blue around here.”
― Cath Crowley, Graffiti Moon

“dreaming's the only way to get anywhere.”
― Cath Crowley, Graffiti Moon

“...the definition of crazy is doing something close to the same thing twice and expecting a different end.”
― Cath Crowley, Graffiti Moon

“If you don't want a generation of robots, fund the arts!”
― Cath Crowley, Graffiti Moon

“Kept dreaming of this spot she had on her neck, this tiny country. I wanted to visit, to paint a picture of what I found there, a wall with a road map of her skin.”
― Cath Crowley, Graffiti Moon

“What are you doing?' 'Asking the universe questions.' 'The universe just dumped you over the side of a steep hill. You really want to ask it questions?”
― Cath Crowley, Graffiti Moon

“I like that about art, that what you see is sometimes more about who you are than what's on the wall.”
― Cath Crowley, Graffiti Moon

“If my like for you was a football crowd, you’d be deaf ’cause of the roar. And if my like for you was a boxer, there’d be a dead guy lying on the floor. And if my like for you was sugar, you’d lose your teeth before you were twenty. And if my like for you was money, let’s just say you’d be spending plenty.”
― Cath Crowley, Graffiti Moon

“I spray the sky fast. Eyes ahead and behind. Looking for cops. Looking for anyone I don't want to be here. Paint sails and the things that kick in my head scream from can to brick. See this, see this. See me emptied onto a wall.”
― cath crowley, Graffiti Moon

“... I ask, 'Do you think Dylan's telling the truth?'
Daisy checks her face in a little mirror, then hands it to Jazz. 'You want me to find out?'
'Let's not ruin it by calling them liars.'
'...I won't ruin it. I've got this special way of getting the truth out of Dylan.'
'How?' I ask.
'I kick him in the balls.'
'That's pretty special.”
― Cath Crowley, Graffiti Moon

“Open skies painted above painted doorways and painted birds skimming across bricks trying to fly away. Little bird, what are you thinking? You come from a can.”
― Cath Crowley, Graffiti Moon

“I escaped onto the wall, a painted ghost trapped in a jar. I stood back to look at it and I knew the sad thing wasn't that the ghost was running out of air. the sad thing was that he had enough air in that small space to last him a lifetime. What were you thinking, little ghost? Letting yourself get trapped like that?”
― Cath Crowley, Graffiti Moon

“You know who Mr. Darcy is?"
"I exist, therefore I know who Mr. Darcy is.”
― Cath Crowley, Graffiti Moon

“You grabbed my arse.'
'You broke my nose.”
― Cath Crowley, Graffiti Moon

“Nothing about art is a waste of time. "It's the time wasting that gets you somewhere.”
― Cath Crowley, Graffiti Moon

“Where's the fire, Lucy Dervish?'
In me. Under my skin.”
― Cath Crowley, Graffiti Moon

“We'll meet and click and sit up all night and everything will tip out of me and into him and the other way around and while we're tipping the night will fade and the world will get pink and in that pinkness he'll kiss me.”
― Cath Crowley, Graffiti Moon

“And I look at him because he needs to be looked at. He needs to be seen. I hate that he has been on his own for so long painting graffiti moons in the dark keeping quiet about who he really is.”
― Cath Crowley, Graffiti Moon

“No guts, no glory. - Bert”
― Cath Crowley, Graffiti Moon