“She closed her eyes and began to weave a song. She abandoned the familiar melodies shed played so many times before and went in search of something new, no longer wanting a song fed on pain or guil...”

“She chased the song like a hound fast upon a scent. She pursued it through a forest primeval: a dark land planted with musical staves and rests and grown thick with briars of annotation. On she wen...”

“And then she caught the song. She fell upon it and music poured from the fiddles hollow, bright and liquid like fire out of the heart of the earth. Pierre-Jean drew back and stood mesmerized. The r...”

“Then she took up the bow and began to play. The tone was warm and deep, storied with layers of age.”

“These times of war and ruin will pass, and by love, you will be renewed and all terrible things shall be undone. Do you hear me, Fin Button? Jeannot pushed the hair from her face and though shaking...”

“She dove, plunging fully beneath the surface and came up again in tears. Rivulets ran from her face, and the sun ignited them each, transforming them, even amid her sorrow, into gilded runnels set ...”

“It is not a lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages.”

“There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves, it is not my nature.”

“If I had a flower for every time I thought of you...I could walk through my garden forever.”

“To be happy, you simply need to choose happiness and it comes from within not without.”

“Master the art of finding something to celebrate about in each moment and life will become an exciting adventure.”

“There isnt a single definition of happiness to suit everyones requirements, but you know it when you feel it.”

“The constant reprimands made me hyperconscious of my own performance, and so instead of getting rid of self, I had become embedded in the egoism I was supposed to transcend. Now I was beginning to ...”

“Silence is the mother of truth.”

“Silence is a powerful tool.”