" Sometimes I’m just sitting in my room and a song will come on the radio that stops something inside of me, makes me sit up straight on my bed and listen. Sometimes, it’s the piano chords, a sweet riff that has all eighty-eight keys talking. Sometimes it’s the drums—high hat telling a story—I don’t know how to explain the way music moves through my brain and my blood and my bones. "

― Jacqueline Woodson , Before the Ever After