Schöne Passage habe ich gestern gefunden.
The kingdom of music is not the kingdom of the world; it will accept those whom breeding and intellect and culture have alike rejected. The commonplace person begins to play, and shoots into the empyrean without effort, whilst we look up, marvelling how he has excaped us, and thinking how we could worship him and love him, would he but translate his visions into words, and his experiences into human actions. Perhaps he cannot, certainly he does not, or does so very seldom.
E.M. Forster, A Room with a View.
Ach so!!! Es ist nur Musik.