Whoever wants music instead of noise,
joy instead of pleasure,
soul instead of gold,
creative work instead of business,
passion instead of foolery,
finds no home in this trivial world of ours.
Music isn’t just a pleasure, a transient satisfaction.
It’s a need, a deep hunger; and when the music is right, it’s joy.
Love. A foretaste of heaven. A comfort in grief.
Is it too much to think that perhaps
God speaks to us sometimes through music?
How, then, could I be so ungrateful as to refuse the message?
Orson Scott Card
There’s music in the sighing of a reed;
There’s music in the gushing of a rill;
There’s music in all things, if men had ears:
Their earth is but an echo of the spheres.
The earth has music for those who listen.