Ana

“Do you hear it?" Samuel asked, his eyes penetrating.
"I don't hear it...but I know it's there." I struggled to express something that I'd never put into words. "Sometimes I think if I could just SEE without my eyes, the way I FEEL without my hands, I would be able to HEAR the music. I don't use my hands to feel love or joy or heartache - but I still feel them all the same. My eyes let me see incredibly beautiful things, but sometimes I think that what I SEE gets in the way of what's...what's just beyond the beauty. Almost like the beauty I can SEE is just a very lovely curtain, distracting me from what's on the other side...and if I just knew how to push that curtain aside, there the music would be." I threw up my hands in frustration. "I can't really explain it.”
― Amy Harmon, Running Barefoot

“What softened your heart?" I asked softly.
"Good music and a friend."
I felt my eyes burn a little and turned from him, blinking quickly to lap up the sting of tears. "Music has incredible power"
"So does friendship," he supplied frankly.”
― Amy Harmon, Running Barefoot

“People can't control matters of the heart." - Sydney”
― Colleen Hoover, Maybe Someday

“...There's a lot I don't understand...but not understanding is better not believing" - Ambrose”
― Amy Harmon, Making Faces