5 Quotes by C.G. Drews

Sharing music is personal because music speaks, it feels, it breathes. And it always says something about you.

Beck holds the iPod like it’s his entire life and he wonders why his stupid feet don’t run after her and say something simple, something nice, like:Thanks, August, these songs saved my life.

He doesn’t look back. But he hopes her smile returns when he’s gone, because it’s a cruel person who steals smiles.

He's so empty. They tried to stitch him back together, but too much already fell out. Stars and buttons and caramel truffles.

Jeremy sounds reflective. 'Ah, How could I forget? All our friends thought we'd died'Jack looks like murder. 'I hate you Moxie.'She batters her eyelashes. 'Love you too, sweetcakes.