“Everyone has their own music; they just don't realize it.”

“Ethan seemed to revel in Carter's most hated tics. He'd set them to music. The light bounce of notes, starts and stops, of Ethan's song, it was the music of Carter's Tourette's, and Ethan had made it beautiful. He'd made Carter feel beautiful for having them.”

“And Mom doesn't like anyone cutting her flowers, so I cut up her magazines instead. Do you like it?”

“Let's live, not die. For there are a lot of things worth living for.”

“Don't die with your music still in you.”

“In a world were everyone is different, what can we call normal?”

“...I realized that life isn't something to be scared of. That you don't have to hold on so tightly that you can't breathe.”