" Did you know that without rosin, the bow slides across the cello strings and makes a faint whispery sound, or no sound at all? It’s the rosin that provides the friction in order to produce sound when it’s pulled across the strings. Before you, Jamie, I was whispering through life. With you, I’m whole. I’m melodious and tuneful. Pure musicality.” She smiled up at him. “You’re my rosin, Jamie. "

― Melissa Foster , Seaside Sunsets (Love in Bloom: Seaside Summers, #3)