Marcia Breece > Quotes

“The music felt like a special gift from Ted, a view into his soul.”
― Marcia Breece, The Last Bottle

“Their temporary home filled with the scent of soup, ink and fresh paper and the reassuring harmonic vibration of piano strings.”
― Marcia Breece, The Last Bottle

“The bouquet of assorted meats, onions, garlic, thyme, bay and parsley wrapped around her like a warm, familiar quilt.”
― Marcia Breece, The Last Bottle

“The text still made little sense to her, but as she turned the pages, she heard his voice and felt his enthusiasm, as if his breath warmed the words.”
― Marcia Breece, The Last Bottle

“She understood that Aimée’s passion for preparing fine food, her mother’s passion for literature and her father’s passion for the cosmos matched her own passion for music.”
― Marcia Breece, The Last Bottle

“The warm, resonant tones drifted through the wreckage, full-bodied and alive, a memory in every octave.”
― Marcia Breece, The Last Bottle

“My hands have recovered, but my heart will take forever to heal.”
― Marcia Breece, The Last Bottle

“Elbows touching, minds entwined, lost in musical abandon, it didn’t matter which hands were hers.”
― Marcia Breece, The Last Bottle

“Standing by the tall living room window, Audrey watched the sunset turning red, as if the clouds were soaked with spilled Bordeaux.”
― Marcia Breece

“A beautiful violin has no value unless someone who loves music plays it.”
― Marcia Breece, The Last Bottle

“How can I help Mom understand that her value in the real world has nothing to do with her DNA test results?”
― Marcia Breece, The Last Bottle

“Trudy felt as if she had finally come home for the first time in her life.”
― Marcia Breece, The Last Bottle