“And, just like then, after she started singing, it hurt to listen.But it was a beautiful pain.”
“It was like a scene straight out of Beauty and the Beast. I kept waiting for a teapot to start singing.”
“Oh, honey, of course it hurts! Beauty is pain. But you don't want to look like a troll, do you?”
“Mama Sweetie said you didn't need a reason to sing. She said if everyone started off the day singing, just think how happy they'd be.”
“And I do wish she wouldn't sing about poisoning just after we have eaten.”
“She had never experienced the pain of unsatisfied desire before. It hurt. It hurt like nothing she'd ever felt, and there seemed to be no remedy.”