Quotes From "The Rehearsal" By Eleanor Catton

The saxophone does not speak that language. The saxophone speaks the language of the underground, the jaded melancholy of the half-light–grimy and sexy and sweaty and hard. It is the language of orphans and bastards and whores. Eleanor Catton

It is not yet a feeling that points her in a direction. It is just the feeling of a vacuum, a void waiting to be filled. Eleanor Catton

She is a loner, too bright for the slutty girls and too savage for the bright girls, haunting the edges and corners of the school like a sullen disillusioned ghost Eleanor Catton

I would make up silver lies studded with shards of perfect detail like mosaic splinters, sharp and everlasting, the kind of tiny faultless detail that would make them all sure that what I said was true. I would have alibis. I would bring in other people and teach them a story, and rehearse it so carefully and for so long that soon they’d all start to believe that what they said was actually true. Eleanor Catton