"Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life."~Berthold Auerbach, “Play always as if in the presence of a master.” ― Robert Schumann, Black Keys and Nuit Blanche, linguaggio Dei Segni, Michael Nyman, sie ihn vermisst, Teneramente, Zeitmaß
I stumbled across the following verse shortly afterwards, and feel it fits perfectly.
‘There is in souls a sympathy with sounds:
And as the mind is pitched the ear is pleased
With melting airs, or martial, brisk or grave;
Some chord in unison with what we hear
Is touched within us, and the heart replies.’