"In the depths of my soul there are songs unwilling to take the garb of words, songs living as seed in my heart. They will not flow with ink onto paper. Like a translucent veil, they are wrapped about emotions that can never flow sweetly on my tongue... To whom shall I sing them when they have become accustomed to live in the house of my soul and fear the harshness of other ears?... Songs spread out by silence and rolled up by noise, echoed in dreams and concealed by wakefulness"
~Kahlil Gibran