“It’s in our blood—we heard their distresses like a rung bell in our bones.”

“Ye are Blood of my Blood, and Bone of my Bone,I give ye my Body, that we Two might be One.I give ye my Spirit, 'til our Life shall be Done.”

“All this time I'd thought we were strangers, and it turned out we knew each other intuitively, in our bones, in our blood. It was kind of romantic. Catastrophically romantic.”

“sometimes there are reasons for our fears that we can’tquite explain. Sometimes it’s just something we feel in our bones, something we know to be true, butwould sound foolish to anyone else.”

“That's done it! Now I've rung the front-door bell!”

“Walk through this with me. Through this church birthed of blood and muscle where every move our arms take, every breath we swallow is worship. Bend with me. There are bones in our throats. If we choke it is only on songs.”