“And in the air around her, the echo of all those stifled hearts, trapped spirits, fluttered and sighed and breathed.”

“There is no pattern the human mind can devise that does not exist already within the bounds of nature...Everything we do, see, write, notate, all are an echo of the deep seams of the universe. Music is the invisible world made visible through sound.”

“Love - true love - is a precious thing. It is painful, uncomfortable, makes fools of us all, but it is what breathes meaning and color and purpose into our lives.”

“The dead leave their shadows, an echo of the space within which once they lived. They haunt us, never fading or growing older as we do. The loss we grieve is not just their futures but our own.”

“We are who we are, be­cause of those we choose to love and be­cause of those who love us.”

“And I shall set this last truth down. We are who we are because of those we choose to love and because of those who love us.”

“For when all else is done, on­ly words re­main. Words en­dure.”