"From out the peaceful hollow of its throat / such music pours as I am unaware / how to devise. I did not think these things. / It is the reed that sings."
"I started to like my voice - the sound of it. So then I started to listen to it as something separate. To me, it sounded good that way as well."
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Source: Alice Steinbach (2010). “Educating Alice”, p.147, Random House
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