Librarian

“Chocolate is a substance worth existing for”
― C.G. Drews, A Thousand Perfect Notes

“But the notes inside him roil and break and press so hard against his skin they'll rip the seams and he'll burst and - maybe they'll call him empty after all. Maybe no one can see his music, his own music, but him.”
― C.G. Drews, A Thousand Perfect Notes

“If he were a piano, all his strings would have snapped”
― C.G. Drews, A Thousand Perfect Notes

“Beck closes his eyes. Forgets. Zones out so far he reaches the place deep inside where his own music lies. Little notes clamouring to be free. His own notes. His own creations. His fingers tap a tattoo against his other clammy palm. If people cut him open, they'd never accuse him of being empty. He's not a shell of a pianist - he's a composer. Cut his chest and see his heart beat with a song all his own.”
― C.G. Drews, A Thousand Perfect Notes