Ppg Quotes

Memory, Evans-Pritchard reasoned, was an indirect expression of power. The Arenos faced structural amnesia about something else and linked it to a different source of power: the Louisiana Chemical Association, the Society of the Plastics Industry, the Vinyl Institute, Shell Oil, PPG Industries, and their leaders in government. Spokesmen for this source of power drew the popular imagination to the exciting economic fugure. The Arenos felt that their silent bayou, their buried kin, their dead trees were forgotten.

That is love, making endless tea for someone who never drinks it, just in case this is the morning they might actually want a sip.' -ppg 4

{Numbers are more my thing}. Life is confusing and the only place where two plus two ever equals four is in a Maths lesson. Even when things look complicated, actually they're pretty straightforward.' - ppg 38

We grin at each other, and isn't it amazing, the fact that my mood affects her mood, and her mood affects my mood because we are symbiotic creatures.' - ppg 55

You don't have to wear a wedding ring to be a husband. And you don't have to be a husband to be someone's partner." - Mr Goldfish; ppg 246

A leopard can't change its spots and a dog can't change its temperament and a planet can't change its position in the universe.' - ppg 9

My real dad would never be this rude, I just know it. Even if he was angry, he would hold up his hand to apologise. I would hold up my hand to apologise, and he would hold up his hand even higher to take more of the blame, but I would hold up my hand highest of all to show that it was actually my fault. And with our fingers almost scraping the sky we would smile identical smiles then he would gasp, "It's you!" "Yes!" I would reply, and then we would embrace...' - ppg 10

Why are you friends with those girls anyway?" His face glows orange in the flame of his lighter. "Same reason I am, I suppose." He laughs sardonically. "They're fit, aren't they? Nice to look at? Popular?" He inhales deeply then blows smoke at the sky. "Superficial bullshit. None of us is immune. It's pervasive, the sickness at the heart of our society." He stoops over the bin, and for a second I think he might vomit, but then he reappears with something held delicately between his thumb and forefinger. It's a brown half-eaten apple that he spins like a globe. "There is something rotten at the core of our world. Something broken at the heart of everything, on every level. Think about it. The planet - broken. Society- broken." Henry points at the apple, roughly where the United Kingdom might be. "And us---" he glances at me "---the individuals, two little specks of nothing in all this madness..." "Broken?" Mr Goldfish guesses, filling the long, strange silence. "Totally and utterly screwed." - ppg 237+238

My heart is your heart," she whispers, and wow that takes my breath away, this line from my childhood that she always used to say...' - ppg 248+249

I wandered familiar streets feeling lost in the darkness, too scared of the stuff inside my head to be afraid of anything outside it.' - ppg 5

I am not going to make small talk with the enemy, let's be clear about that.' - ppg 31

That's how it feels, like my world is surrounded by lies and made up of fibs and built on mistruths. I need facts - facts that can't be denied, written down in black and white in an official file with an index where I can look up the secrets of myself and find the answers.' -ppg 71+72

It's okay to be nervous. It's all part part of it. It's not a very pleasant feeling, but it won't kill you. You're tougher than you think." - Mr Darling; ppg 77

But my parents let me drift. My head was too easily turned by what else was out there. I always knew I wanted something bigger, something better, but I should have knuckled down. My parents should have made me knuckle down. They were too lenient." - Jack to Tessa about his education; ppg 116

It's about the importance of doing things differently, getting off the beaten track. It isn't easy, but I thrive on it. The unpredictability. The unexpected twists and turns. The chance to be great, to do something great, to challenge yourself and prove what I can do do in front of an audience. Silence the doubters." - Jack; ppg 72

I am not going to join them. I stand alone and it feels good, like I'm remaining true to myself at long last. I am a cloud and I am thunder and I am big and black and angry, lurking on the horizon.' - ppg 74

Sometimes school feels like a rat race. All the lessons. The homework. It feels like a treadmill that I want to get off, because, well, there is more to life." - Tess; ppg 116

Call it blind faith" "Or blissful ignorance." - ppg 221

I am big and I am strong and I am powerful- a girl of Everest proportions who won't easily be conquered.' - ppg 26

Take the road less travelled sometimes. And other times stick to the path that will lead you to success and a decent career." - Jack to Tess; ppg 117

I like that attitude. Got to make your own opportunities if there aren't any coming your way." - Uncle Paul; ppg 161

Now we've gone days and days without talking. It doesn't even seem odd anymore, and that's the saddest thing of all' - ppg 172

But lions aren't tame, Jack used to say. They're dangerous, Tess. They roar. But you wouldn't listen. You saw a car. Jack saw the King of the Jungle. But that's folk for you. It wouldn't do for us all to be identical, would it?" - Gran to Tess; ppg 67

It's terrifying, how much things have changed in the space of a few days. A week ago I was an ordinary girl with parents that I loved, a home where I belonged and a friend who I adored. But I was blooming under false pretences, and it was only a matter of time before everything fell apart. Now I'm alone' - ppg 125+126

I’d allowed myself to become very out of touch with the latest technologies. I’d used samples but didn’t really know how sampling worked. I’d used sequencing but, again, didn’t really know how sequencers worked, and so on. Synths had moved on, but those advances had escaped me. My reliance on the PPG, and my reliance on Mike and Ian operating it, had rendered me a technical dimwit. It amazed me how quickly I’d lost touch. It seemed like only yesterday that I was on top of everything and now just a review of a new synth read like a foreign language.

At least the tree knows where it stands. It had a sense of place. It's fixed. Attached. And I am lost. I belong to nothing, and no one, but that's all going to change.' - ppg 165