The musician – if he be a good one – finds his own perception prompted by the poets perception, and he translates the expression of that perception from the terms of poetry into the terms of music. – John Drinkwater
A man must have something to cling to. Without that he is as a pea vine sprawling in search of a trellis…. I was all asprawl, clinging to Beauty, which is a very restless trellis. – E.B. White (1899–1985)
