“By the wood-shed is a brook. It goes singing on. Its joy-song does sing in my heart.”

“Blood in the water I sing, and one who shed it: deadliest hunger I sing, and one who fed it- weaving the ancient-most tale of the Sea's sending: singing the tragedy, singing the joy unending This is our shame- this is the whole Ocean's glory: this is the Song of the Twelve. Hark to the story! Hearken, and bring it to pass: swift lest the sorrow long ago laid to it's rest devour us tomarrow! ”

“A friend knows the song in my heart and sings it to me when my memory fails.”

“And I will sing with my soul that my song shall echo in thy heart for eternity.”

“Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet.”

“A friend is someone who hears the song in my heart and sings it to me when my memory fails.”