"One day you will ask me which is more important? My life or yours? I will say mine and you will walk away not knowing that you are my life."
"My friends: Music is the language of spirits. Its melody is like the frolicsome breeze that makes the strings quiver with love. When the gentle fingers of Music knock at the door of our feelings, they awaken memories that have long lain hidden in the depths of the Past. The sad strains of Music bring us mournful recollections; and her quiet strains bring us joyful memories. The sound of strings makes us weep at the departure of a dear one, or makes us smile at the peace God has bestowed upon us."
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Source: Khalil Gibran, “Friendship IXX”
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