Kitapta ABBA'nın 'I Have A Dream' şarkısı geçiyor..
"I have a dream, a song to sing,
To help me cope with anything..."
(benim de bir düşüm var ve söylemek istediğim bir şarkım, bana güç veren, iyi okumalar... )
Elma
'' Question for you, Neil. Do I look dead to you?" He pointed up at his face, waited for Neil to answer, and didn't seem surprised when Neil didn't. "Here."
Andrew beckoned Neil closer as if he wanted to show Neil something on his phone's small screen. He flipped the phone open one-handed and pressed down hard on a single button. There was silence, then the distant hum of Andrew's phone dialing out. Between them Neil's phone started to sing. The words were different than Andrew's ringtone, but the voice was the same. Neil knew it was from the same miserable song. The lyrics hurt just as much as Andrew's had. Neil stared down at the phone and let it ring.
"Your phone is ringing," Andrew said. "You should answer it."
Neil picked it up with numb fingers and opened it. He spared only a second to look at Andrew's name on the screen before he answered and put it to his ear.
"Your parents are dead, you are not fine, and nothing is going to be okay," Andrew said. "This is not news to you. But from now until May you are still Neil Josten and I am still the man who said he would keep you alive.
"I don't care if you use this phone tomorrow. I don't care if you never use it again. But you are going to keep it on you because one day you might need it." Andrew put a finger to the underside of Neil's chin and forced Neil's head up until they were looking at each other. "On that day you're not going to run. You're going to think about what I promised you and you're going to make the call. Tell me you understand."
“Come along and sing a song and join the jamboree "
(Gel haydi, bir şarkı söyle sen de, katıl eğlenceye. )
Hayat Seni Hayal Kırıklığına Uğrattığında..
"Find a song that speaks to your heart. Play it over and over, and sing..."
(Yüreğine dokunan bir şarkı bul. Tekrar tekrar çal ve söyle...)
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We do not ask for what useful purpose the birds do sing, for song is their pleasure since they were created for singing. Similarly, we ought not to ask why the human mind troubles to fathom the secrets of the heavens.… The diversity of the phenomena of Nature
is so great, and the treasures hidden in the heavens so rich, precisely in order that the human mind shall never be lacking in fresh nourishment.
—Johannes Kepler, Mysterium Cosmographicum
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“Come along and sing a song and join the jamboree,
M-I-C-K-E-Y M-O-U-S-E.“
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