Music is the wine that fills the cup of silence.
In strange and uncertain times such as those we are living in, sometimes a reasonable person might despair. But hope is unreasonable and love is greater even than this. May we trust the inexpressible benevolence of the creative impulse.
Music is the cup that holds the wine of silence. Sound is that cup, but empty. Noise is that cup, but broken.
Beginner’s luck is great for beginners.