Music is the divine way to tell beautiful, poetic things to the heart.
Music acts like a magic key, to which the most tightly closed heart opens.
Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.
Music is the art which is most nigh to tears and memory.
Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.
Music is the literature of the heart; it commences where speech ends.
Music, once admitted to the soul, becomes a sort of spirit, and never dies.