Daisy Jones & The Six
by Taylor Jenkins Reid
(London, Hutchinson, 2018)
We love broken, beautiful people.
Page 8.
I learned quickly that people though you were older if you didn’t wear your bra.
Page 8.
I was drawn to him mainly because he was drawn to me. I wanted someone to single me out as someone special.
Page 10.
There’s this peace that comes with knowing you have a person in the world who would do anything for you, that you would do anything for.
Page 14.
Men often think they deserve a sticker for treating women like people.
Page 29.
“If you want to be huge, you gotta be for everybody.”
Page 32.
What’s good is when everybody thinks you’re headed somewhere fast, when you’re all potential. Potential is pure fuckin’ joy.
Page 32.
Love and pride don’t mix.
Page 34.
You don’t have to have a great voice to be a singer if your songs are good enough.
Page 44.
You’re never not yourself. You’re always you. It’s just, sometimes, who you are … who you are is a shitty person.
Page 62.
People think lying is all bad but … I don’t know. Lying protects people sometimes.
Page 63.
It was like I’d been playing with fire but somehow I was genuinely surprised when I burnt myself.
Page 68.
Sometimes I wonder if addicts aren’t all that different from anybody else, they are just better at lying to themselves.
Page 70.
People don’t die staying up, they die when they go to sleep. Look at Janis Joplin, Jimi Hendrix, Jim Morrison. Downers kill you.
Page 71.
No amount of advice or lectures or trying to chain somebody down ever stopped anyone who didn’t want to stop in the first place.
Page 72.
I think you have to have faith in people before they earn it. Otherwise it’s not faith, right?
Page 76.
“Someone who insists on the perfect conditions to make art isn’t an artist. They’re an asshole.”
Page 80.
I was so used to being given things that I didn’t know how important it is for your soul to earn them.
Page 81.
“Rock ‘n’ roll is about getting it on with a girl for the first time. Not about making love to your wife.”
Page 86.
When you put your life in your music, you can’t be clear-headed about your music.
Page 92.
I didn’t so much fall asleep as feel like I was disappearing.
Page 111.
I felt most comfortable hating her. It was my only choice.
Page 131.
In general, when you have drugs to spare and a nice cottage to do them in, you’re probably not attracting people that care about you.
Page 139.
You don’t get high for smart ideas.
Page 140.
If you redeem yourself, then believe in your own redemption.
Page 142.
It seemed like a beautiful thing, to have, somebody giving you their lime wedge.
Page 143.
Everything seems fun when you’re happy.
Page 145.
The Chosen ones never know they are chosen.
Page 148.
When you have everything, someone else getting a little something feel like they’re stealing from you.
Page 149.
I run hot and I always have. I am not going to sit around sweating my ass off just so men can feel more comfortable. It’s not my responsibility to not turn them on. It’s their responsibility to not be an asshole.
Page 156.
It feels good, to be understood. You feel in sync with a person, you feel like you’re on a level that no one else is.
Page 177.
It hurts to care about someone more than they care about themselves.
Page 181.
The only thing that was gonna come before her music was her dope.
Page 181.
I’m a person who survives despite his instincts. My instincts said to run toward the chaos. And my better brain sent me home to my woman.
Page 183.
I’m just hoping somebody saves me from myself.
Page 185.
Giving up wasn’t cool.
Page 186.
That’s the problem with people who don’t have to work for things. They don’t know how to work for things.
Page 186.
Daisy didn’t actually have confidence. She was always good. Confidence is being okay being bad, not being okay being good.
Page 188.
“Can Daisy Jones be my best friend?”
Page 195.
It’s really exciting, when you’re constantly creating.
Page 197.
It’s hard to say what a song is ab out sometimes. Sometime seven you don’t know why you wrote that line, or how it came into your head, or even what it means.
Page 199.
Knowing you’re good can only take you so far. At some point, you need someone else to see it, too. Appreciation from people you admire changes how you see yourself.
Page 201.
Everybody wants somebody to hold up the right mirror.
Page 201.
The only reason people thought I had everything is because I had all the things you can see.
Page 203.
A lot of good dope can make it so you can’t tell whether you’re happy or not. It can make you think having people around is the same thing as having friends.
Page 203.
History is what you did, not what you almost did, not about what you thought about doing.
Page 213.
Art doesn’t owe anything to anyone.
Page 213.
Self-expression is about what it feels to live, not whether you had the right to claim any emotion at any time.
Page 213.
In some marriages you don’t need to say everything that you feel.
Page 213.
When you really love someone, sometimes the things they need may hurt you, and some people are worth hurting for.
Page 214.
Love is forgiveness and patience and faith and every once in a while, it’s a gut punch.
Page 214.
Women will crush you, you know? I suppose everybody hurts everybody, but women always seem to get back up, you ever notice that? Women are always standing.
Page 217.
People like it when you make them sad, I think. But people hate it when you leave them sad.
Page 232.
Acceptance is a powerful drug.
Page 235.
Take it from me: Handsome men that tell you what you want to hear are almost always liars.
Page 237.
I wanted drugs and sex and angst. That’s what I wanted.
Page 246.
I don’t consider myself to be very high on the list of good people. But you don’t tell other people’s stories.
Page 254.
Self-control is the only control we have. That all you can do is make sure your own actions are sound because you can’t control the actions of others.
Pages 254-255.
Not many people are so creatively in sync with someone they despise. That was fascinating.
Page 256.
You can’t claim the high around when you go around throwing other people and their families under the bus.
Page 258.
It’s easy to disguise almost anything as a love song.
Page 261.
The drugs aren’t so cute anymore when you wake up with dried blood under your nose so often that cleaning it off is part of your morning routine, like brushing your teeth.
Page 269.
Some people will never stop being themselves. And you think it drives you crazy but it is the very thing you will think about when they are gone. When you don’t have them in your life anymore.
Page 284.
No matter who you choose to go down the road with, you’re gonna get hurt. That’s just the nature of caring about someone. No matter who you love, they will break your heart along the way.
Page 290.
If a friend lied to me the way I lie to myself, I’d say “You’re a shitty friend.”
Page 293.
Every man needs a man to look up to.
Page 295.
You can justify anything. If you’re narcissistic enough to believe that the universe conspires for and against you - which we all are, deep down - then you can convince yourself you’re getting signs about anything and everything.
Page 296.
You can’t love someone back to health.
Page 299.
At some point, you have to recognize that you have no control over anybody and you have to step back and be ready to catch them when they fall and that’s all you can do.
Page 299.
Knowing you did the right thing doesn’t mean you’re happy about it.
Page 302.
Lie is about who is holding your hand and, I think, whose hand you commit to holding.
Page 302.
I can’t thing of any two things that make you quite as self-absorbed as addiction and heart-break.
Page 307.
You shouldn’t spend that much time with your brother.
Page 312.
Things don’t have to be perfect to be strong.
Page 318.
What it feels like is the opposite of what it is.
Page 318.
It’s the ones who never loved you enough that come to you when you can’t sleep.
Page 330.