“Once you know that you have a voice,” Louis said, “it’s no longer the voice that matters, but what is behind the voice.”

“We know the quality of another’s heart through her voice.”

“Each of us has one. Each voice is distinct and has something to say. Each voice deserves to be heard. But it requires the act of listening.”

“My voice is born repeatedly in the fields of uncertainty.”

“The moment Eve bit into the apple, her eyes opened and she became free. She exposed the truth of what every woman knows: to find our sovereign voice often requires a betrayal.”

“Finding one’s voice is a process of finding one’s passion.”

“Your voice is the wildest thing you own,” Brooke says to me. “And you’re giving it away. You can’t see it. Your obsession is blinding you.” He is angry. He is talking in shorthand. “You’re losing yourself.”