“Sometimes my fancy gets to floating inside me, threatening to carry me away like a leaf on a wind. Better to be a stone.”

“Khan Tegas never looked at me. I'm a mucker maid. I guess I needed to be reminded of that. So, good. Fine. Sometimes my fancy gets to floating inside me, threatening to carry me away like a leaf on a wind. Better to be a stone.”

“Music is a wind that blows away the years, memories, and fear, that crouching animal I carry inside me.”

“...everything is gone except traces of you inside me - and the years like the wind are sweeping those away ...”

“The grief doesn't go away, ... "But you...get used to it, you know? It's like carrying a heavy stone, one that's really too heavy for you: you learn to settle the weight properly, and then you get used to it, and then sometimes you can forget you're carrying it.”

“For months I heard whispers and though it had seemed that they were carried to me on the wind, they were really coming from inside my own head.”