A few minutes ago every tree was excited,
bowing to the roaring storm, waving, swirling, tossing their branches in glorious
enthusiasm like worship. But though to the
outer ear these trees are now silent,
their songs never cease. ~John Muir
Tones sound, and roar and storm about me
until I have set them down in notes. ~Ludwig van Beethoven
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