“Every heart has its own melody.”

“Every heart has its own melody," he said. "You know mine.”

“He made a sound of frustation, caught at her hand, brought it to his chest, and pressed it flat over his heart. The steady beat hammered against her palm. "Every heart has its own melody," he said. "You know mine.”

“Goodness, real goodness, has it's own sort of cruelty to it.”

“The melody rolled over her, as cool and sweet as water, as hopeful and lovely as sunrise.”

“I am not the one of us who has no heart.”

“Sometimes, when Bridget was in a particularly melodious mood, Sophie thought about stalking downstairs and pushing her into the oven like the with in 'Hansel and Gretel.”