'Healing,' Papa would tell me, 'is not a science, but the intuitive art of wooing nature.'
W. H. AudenAside from purely technical analysis, nothing can be said about music, except when it is bad; when it is good, one can only listen and be grateful.
W. H. AudenFar from his illness The wolves ran on through the evergreen forests, The peasant river was untempted by the fashionable quays; By mourning tongues The death of the poet was kept from his poems.
W. H. Auden