It all starts when Nick asks Norah to be his girlfriend for five minutes. He only needs five minutes to avoid his ex-girlfriend, who’s just walked in to his band’s show. With a new guy. And then, with one kiss, Nick and Norah are off on an adventure set against the backdrop of New York City —... read more
The story tells of teenagers Nick and Norah, who meet when Norah asks Nick to pretend to be her boyfriend for five minutes. Over the course of the night, together they try to find their favorite band's secret show and search for Norah's drunken best friend.
“I am stumbling through the notes and Dev is onto the next verse and Thom is playing a little faster than he should, so I have to catch up as she (Tris) leans into this guy and rocks her head like I'm making this music for her, when if I could, I would take it all away and give her as much silence as she's given me pain.”Nick
“The mind has an ear of its own and sometimes memory is the fiercest fucking DJ alive.”Nick
“…there’s someone in our way, and that someone is the girl who took the key to my heart and swallowed it with a smile.”Nick
“Yugo drivers are required to wear torn-and-graffitied hi-top Chucks shit on their feet. It’s like a rule. It’s in the manual.”Norah
“You have a name for your Yugo? Please don’t tell me you’re one of those guys who also names his dick.”Norah
“It screams that time is an angry machine. Music is an angry machine. We are all angry machines.”Nick
“There’s no such thing as ready,” she says. “There’s only willing.”Highlighted by 184 Kindle customers
I shouldn’t want the song to end. I always think of each night as a song. Or each moment as a song. But now I’m seeing we don’t live in a single song. We move from song to song, from lyric to lyric, from chord to chord. There is no ending here. It’s an infinite playlist.Highlighted by 181 Kindle customers
Why do we even bother? Why do we make ourselves so open to such easy damage? Is it all loneliness? Is it all fear? Or is it just to experience those narcotic moments of belonging with someone else?Highlighted by 166 Kindle customers
But I guess you don’t see the planets when you’re staring at the sun. You just get blinded.Highlighted by 157 Kindle customers
You know that feeling? That feeling when you just want the right thing to fall into the right place, not only because it’s right, but because it will mean that such a thing is still possible? I want to believe in that.”Highlighted by 139 Kindle customers
An unexpected downpour and I am just giving myself into it. Because what the fuck else can you do? Run for cover? Shriek or curse? No—when the rain falls you just let it fall and you grin like a madman and you dance with it, because if you can make yourself happy in the rain then you’re doing pretty alright in life.Highlighted by 133 Kindle customers
Happiness serves hardly any other purpose than to make unhappiness possible.—ProustHighlighted by 121 Kindle customers
I am liking that I have to earn her smiles and laughs. I am liking the way she kissed me. I am liking the way she seems to be able to get past the past. I could learn from that. I am liking that I can throw any kind of sentence at her without worrying it’s too out there.Highlighted by 94 Kindle customers
“Tikkun olam,” I repeat. “Exactly. Basically, it says that the world has been broken into pieces. All this chaos, all this discord. And our job—everyone’s job—is to try to put the pieces back together. To make things whole again.”Highlighted by 92 Kindle customers
“Maybe,” I say, “what we’re supposed to do is come together. That’s how we stop the breaking.” Tikkun olam.Highlighted by 81 Kindle customers
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