“The interval of two notes could divide your heart and the tug of words against rhythm could mend it: I'd stumbled on the means to say whatever was true in this life. I only wanted the skill to do it.” — Sam Thompson Copy Share Image
“It was well past midnight, quiet, few people around. All noises had retreated. The night seemed to have its own resonance. At that hour,… — Sam Thompson Copy Share Image
“The interval of two notes could divide your heart and the tug of words against rhythm could mend it: I'd stumbled on the means… — Sam Thompson Copy Share Image
