“There's such an intimate kind of beauty in the act of listening to music being created right in front of your eyes, watching the notes fly off the performers' fingertips, the night enveloping you like a blanket. ” — M.C. Frank Copy Share Image
“People don't say what they mean very often. You have to read between the lines of their behavior, of what they say, to get to what they truly feel. That's what good literature is all about-- what Austen did better… — M.C. Frank Copy Share Image
“There's such an intimate kind of beauty in the act of listening to music being created right in front of your eyes, watching the… — M.C. Frank Copy Share Image
“He’d never thought of death like that, like it’s some sort of other life that you can hope for, dream of. Escape to. That… — M.C. Frank Copy Share Image
“People don't say what they mean very often. You have to read between the lines of their behavior, of what they say, to get… — M.C. Frank Copy Share Image
“He feels her heart race madly against his own and for a second he thinks it’s finally happened , he’s come alive.” — M.C. Frank Copy Share Image
“If He loved me at my darkest, and someone must have, because believe me, my darkest was very dark indeed and many people have… — M.C. Frank Copy Share Image
“The day is crisp and clear, almost like every other morning he's taken the same walk in the snow, hiking to the forest and… — M.C. Frank Copy Share Image
“So you say there is no Father Christmas, You say there is no Santa Claus Reindeer cannot fly, it's all a grown-up lie...” — M.C. Frank Copy Share Image
“Pain and betrayal and then nothingness. That's the death and she's almost welcoming it.” — M.C. Frank Copy Share Image
“That was the secret of the salvation he brought, that was the light he shone into the darkness; and that was why they wanted… — M.C. Frank Copy Share Image
