“Her voice floats past me, swaying rhythmically, creating the sweetest song imaginable”
“Water, wind and birdsong were the echoes in this quiet place of a great chiming symphony that was surging around the world. Knee-deep in grasses and moon daisies, Stella stood and listened, swaying a little as the flowers and trees were swaying, her spirit voice singing loudly, though her lips were still, and every pulse in her body beating its hammer strokes in time to the song.”
“Far outside the city the tree frogs were calling her, and the deep, rhythmic pulse of their voices set the blood flow to her heart.”
“The strongest and sweetest songs yet remain to be sung.”
“Our sweetest songs are those of saddest thought.”
“The girls smiled and swayed as though Colleen's happiness was their favorite song.”