Just now I saw what music really means.. I was looking at the picture of the woman waiting for the Cloud-Messenger, the Megadhuta. And in my head, I heard Mahler's sorrowful scherzo from No 5. Then I saw my picture of Beethoven, from the infinite desperation of the adagio from the Cello Sonata in D Major to the Eighth Symphony and Fidelio.
Simply, music is love and life! (Which reminded me of a more equivocal revelation in Joyce's Dubliners).
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