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First published April 20, 2015



“Levi.”
“Yes?”
“Do you think we can be friends?”
“I thought we already were.”

He was the best kind of oxymoron. When I was with him I could be a sad kind of happy and be content with that feeling.



“Maybe it’s okay to no longer be the person we thought we were meant to be. Maybe it’s okay to just be who we are now and accept that.”
"Was Levi Meyers real? Did he really exist? Or did my sad, black heart create him because it longed for a little bit of color?"

“I wasn’t ready to admit it, or show it, but Levi made me smile. Not just on the outside, but on the inside, too.”


“He was the best kind of oxymoron. When I was with him I could be a sad kind of happy and be content with that feeling.“

“The world was often ugly and painful, filled with hate, sadness, and despair. But Aria? She made sense in a senseless world.”
"That’s the thing about the future, and the past even. They don’t exist in this moment. We only have the here and now. If we focus too much on the past or too heavily on the future, we miss out on our present desires, the things we want right now.”


















"I wanted Dad to want me a little. I wanted Mom to stop wanting me so much. I wanted to be wanted, but not wanted a lot."







He was so beautiful that it was almost offensive. He looked like a whisper sounds. Sweet, gentle, and romantic. It was making me dizzy.

“Your personality is the complete opposite of your looks.”
“I know that my personality is outstanding, so I’ll go ahead and pretend that you didn’t just call me ugly.”
He was the best kind of oxymoron. When I was with him I could be a sad kind of happy and be content with the feeling.

The world was often ugly and painful, filled with hate, sadness and despair. But Aria? She made sense in a senseless world.
“You understand that abstract art is standing out against the norm because it’s the only way abstract art knows how to stand. And you get so fucking happy because it’s so beautiful. And unique. And edgy. And…abstract.”

***5 oxymoron stars***
“Sometimes the most beautiful pieces of art were created from the darkest of souls.”

“She was the rainbow to my everlasting thunderstorms.”If at all I’ve a son, I would want him to be like Levi, (Yep! I just said that, this book is that overwhelming!) he is sweet, loving, funny, genuine, humble, kind and compassionate plus he's a professional air guitarist (how cool is that?!) I loved that he managed to spread love and laughter while his life was full of misery. Aria on other hand was a hard nut to crack, she mostly kept to herself and I loved that she stayed strong throughout the mishaps her life endured. Together they make an adorable couple! Both were lonely, scarred and shattered, being in each other’s company they learn to live and love every small glimpse of happiness shinning on their way and mostly loving each other for the way they are.
“We were two lost souls holding on to the only thing that could keep us together.Art & Soul is a kind of story you want to be part of, with realistic characters, romantic dialogues and swoon worthy moments it makes you want to finish it in one sitting. There was no over the top drama, unnecessary plot twist or great amount of angst to grab your attention, but it’s a story of love, friendship, family blended with music, art and words. Writing was subtle yet engaging, slow paced but loved every moment of it, author totally justified the title of this story with beautiful description of art and music.
Each other.”




She was the rainbow to my everlasting thunderstorms.
❝He looked like a whisper sounds. Sweet, gentle, and romantic. It was making me dizzy.❞
❝Love openly,❞my heart whispered. ❝Love unconditionally,❞ my heart begged. ❝Love the struggles,❞ my heart taught. ❝Love in the moment.❞
❝I wondered what it felt like to be looked at as if I were the only thing that mattered.❞
❝I wanted dad to want me a little. I wanted Mom to stop wanting me so much. I wanted to be wanted, but not wanted a lot.❞
❝Why didn't you tell me you were sad?❞ she asked, staring down at her shoes, kicking invisible rocks. ❝I didn't know I was allowed to be.❞
❝She was the rainbow to my everlasting thunderstorms.❞

Audio book source: Audible
Narrator: Bailey Carr & Scott Aiello
Length: 8H 23M
“Levi.”
“Yes?”
“Do you think we can be friends?”
“I thought we already were.”
“That’s the thing about lives. We’re all so tangled up with one another, but at the same time, we’re very much alone.”
“Being alone is pretty lonely.”
She nodded. “Yes. But sometimes being together and lonely is even worse.”
“Not right now, though.”
“No. Right now is okay. Right now is good.”
Me: Art – noun | [\ ˈärt\] : The quality, production, expression, or realm, according to aesthetic principles, of what is beautiful, appealing, or of more than ordinary significance.
Aria: I like that.
Me: I think you’re art.
“I think about how you’re beautiful when you’re sad and it makes me angry when you’re mad. I hate whoever made you untouchable, because if there’s anything I would want to do more than kiss you, it would be to hold you. I like you, Aria. I know I’m not supposed to for certain reasons, but I don’t care. I like you, and I hope that’s okay because I don’t know how to stop. I’m not asking for anything from you. I swear I’m not. Just… take your time, that’s all.”
“Love openly,” my heart whispered. “Love unconditionally,” my heart begged. “Love the struggles,” my heart taught. “Love in the moment.”