After my weekend fling with opera I went through Monday and Tuesday wishing real life were like that, with passion and tenderness and great loves instead of house hunting and craft projects and work deadlines. I thought the cure was to listen to music that wasn't opera--I pulled out The Song of the Earth, the Missa Solemnis, unaccompanied Bach--but instead of helping I think that gave me Stendhal Syndrome.
So it's a good thing that going through the blog archives yesterday to find a picture of that jacket, I found this quote from An Equal Music:
Music, such music, is a sufficient gift. Why ask for happiness; why hope not to grieve? It is enough, it is to be blessed enough, to live from day to day and to hear such music--not too much, or the soul could not sustain it--from time to time.
(Related, and probably adding to my music issues this week: Does anyone out there need a semi-professional grade violin? I have mine up for sale; it's German, and does wonders with gut strings. Email me through my portfolio site in the right sidebar if you want more info.)
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