Music, once admitted to the soul, becomes a sort of spirit, and never dies.
Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.
Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.
Music is the divine way to tell beautiful, poetic things to the heart.
Music is the mediator between the spiritual and the sensual life.
Music produces a kind of pleasure which human nature cannot do without.
Music is the literature of the heart; it commences where speech ends.