“But what if music is what escapes when a heart breaks?”

“I always imagined music trapped inside my clarinet, not trapped inside of me. But what if music is what escapes when a heart breaks?”

“Music: what life, what living itself sounds like.”

“What kind of world is this? And what do you do about it? What do you do when the worst thing that can happen actually happens?”

“I'm layering away: sauce, noodles, I belong to you, cheese, sauce, my heart is yours, noodles, cheese, I hear your soul in your music, cheese, cheese, CHEESE...”

“What do you do when the worst thing that can happen actually happens?”

“It's such a colossal effort not to be haunted by what's lost, but to be enchanted by what was.”