“Stupidity is singing the rebel anthem and hoping you won't get caught, Tucker," he had chided her. "But bravery is singing it proudly, hoping the king will come to fight you personally.”
“If you ever find something worth singing for again", she said, a silent, fierce hope in her heart for his song, "I hope you will invite me to listen.”
“Tucker: "Today we ran into a mama grizzly with two cubs at the ridge off Colter Bay and Clara sang to it to make it go away."Mrs. Avery: You sang to it?Tucker: Her singing is that bad.”
“There is nothing left of you, I can see it in your eyes. Sing the anthem of the angels,and say the last goodbye...”
“I sing the songs I sang to you every night.I sing themso I will remember you,hoping that you will remember me too,even though I am here,and you are there.”
“It was stupid to hope, she knew. But sometimes hope was all you had.”