Saturday, October 7, 2017

A melody occurs to you; you sing it silently, inwardly . . . ; you steep your being in it; it takes possession of all your strength and emotions, and during the time it lives in you, it effaces all that is fortuitous, evil, coarse and sad in you; it brings the world into harmony with you, it makes burdens light and gives wings to the benumbed.”

-- Hermann Hesse, Gertrude

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