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Music is harmony, harmony is perfection, perfection is our dream, and our dream is heaven.
Music is harmony, harmony is perfection, perfection is our dream, and our dream is heaven.
Americans want grungy people, stabbing themselves in the head on stage. They get a bright bunch like us, with deodorant read more
Americans want grungy people, stabbing themselves in the head on stage. They get a bright bunch like us, with deodorant on, they don't get it.
Music is a higher revelation than philosophy.
Music is a higher revelation than philosophy.
It is cruel, you know, that music should be so beautiful. It has the beauty of loneliness and of pain: read more
It is cruel, you know, that music should be so beautiful. It has the beauty of loneliness and of pain: of strength and freedom. The beauty of disappointment and never-satisfied love. The cruel beauty of nature, and everlasting beauty of monotony.
For discords make the sweetest airs.
For discords make the sweetest airs.
The whole problem can be stated quite simply by asking, 'Is there a meaning to music?' My answer would be, read more
The whole problem can be stated quite simply by asking, 'Is there a meaning to music?' My answer would be, 'Yes.' And 'Can you state in so many words what the meaning is?" My answer to that would be, 'No.'
When people hear good music, it makes them homesick for something they never had, and never will have.
When people hear good music, it makes them homesick for something they never had, and never will have.
As the longfingered sun
reaches out to touch
a cloistered trillium
or a lake trembles in
the light of read more
As the longfingered sun
reaches out to touch
a cloistered trillium
or a lake trembles in
the light of moon and stars
so can a poet's long rainbow
of words
play our heartstrings from afar.
Soprano, basso, even the contra-alto
Wished him five fathom under the Rialto.
Soprano, basso, even the contra-alto
Wished him five fathom under the Rialto.
