Every life has a soundtrack.
If you think about it, everything we do in life is set to some kind of music.
The whole of life is as music and in order to study life we must study it as music. It is not only study, it is also practice which makes man perfect. If someone tells me that a certain person is miserable or wretched or distressed, my answer will be that he is out of tune.
Music is the soundtrack to the crappy movie that is my life.
If life is not always poetical, it is at least metrical.
The music of life is in danger of being lost in the music of the voice.
Human beings, vegetables, or cosmic dust, we all dance to a mysterious tune, intoned in the distance by an invisible piper.
In the great orchestra we call life, you have an instrument and a song, and you owe it to God to play them both sublimely.
