Emmelie Carlsson

I only knew Christopher briefly in Weimar, as we were both students from the US there. But it was around the time he met Sindre. We all joined a school-organized trip to Berlin, and I often come across these photos. I have been meaning for ages to send them to Christopher and say hi. I’m…

I have felt lost ever since I read the tragic news of Christopher’s untimely passing. Looking at the lovely messages of remembrance have helped me to reinforce what I already knew – that Christopher was a one of a kind. I will never forget his incredible warmth, his infectious smile, his enthusiasm, his inclusivity, and…

I met Christopher on November 26 last year.  It was my mother’s 79th birthday and she was visiting from Florida.  She saw that Melinda O’Neal, Professor Emerita of Music at Dartmouth College would be presenting a lecture/concert about Berlioz at Cadogan Hall.  Professor O’Neal gave a shout out to her former student Christopher Quentin.  During…

There are no words to convey my sadness at this news.  Zeke touched me deeply with his positive energy, creativity, and humor.  The picture of us gathering and sipping green Waldmeister from the Dartmouth Club of Germany’s winning cup is indelibly in my mind.  Such carefree days.  He was taken much too soon and the…

For Christopher A great shadow has darkened the sky. The birds have begun their silent mourning. They sense the powerful moment of someone’s passing. Nature knows another spirit has retired from the earth, and we who remain behind veil our faces as we weep uncontrollably. Incomplete explanations force our minds to ask and ask again,…

“Lo duca e io per quel cammino ascoso intrammo a ritornar nel chiaro mondo; e sanza cura aver d’alcun riposo, salimmo sù, el primo e io secondo, tanto ch’i’ vidi de le cose belle che porta ‘l ciel, per un pertugio tondo. E quindi uscimmo a riveder le stelle.” The stars are shining for you,…