Oh, you are well tuned now, But I’ll set down the pegs that make this music, As honest as I am.
OthelloThe music echoes in the emptiness. It reminds us where we came from and where we’re bound.
Professor Brown Shoes Teaches the BluesHe wanted to cry quietly but not for himself: for the words, so beautiful and sad, like music.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young ManIt's like if the music is loud enough I won't be able to listen to my own thoughts.
Tweak: Growing Up On MethamphetaminesI make music like I make love—in a group. OK, so I’m not in a band, and I sing alone in the shower.
This Book Has No TitleIt isn’t true, is it, Daniel, that music can tame the beasts? Yet, in the end, a song lives.
The Violin of AuschwitzWith my ninth mind I resurrect my first and dance slow to the music of my soul made new.
Visions of a Skylark Dressed in Black