“An owl sound wandered along the road with me.I didn't hear it--I breathed it into my ears.”

“I wanted to run, but I couldn't leave Ky. And I didn't want him to hear the sounds of people trying to save the man, or how Ky's own breathing sounded labored.So I crouched down in front of Ky and covered one of his ears with my shaking hand, and then I leaned right up close to his other ear and I sang to him. I didn't even know I knew how.”

“In my ears i hear a noise, and this noise is the sound of the color of the sun.”

“What's that sound I hear? It's just my lifetimeIt's whistling past my ear”

“His breath in my ear, he ran his tongue along the curved edge, sucking the fleshy lobe and my small diamond stud into his mouth, and my eyes drifted closed while I babbled a weak sound of longing.”

“The only sound I'll hear after that will be my own breathing, and the sound of the smell, of my footsteps”