Who hears music, feels his solitude
Peopled at once.

Who hears music, feels his solitude peopled at once.

Music is the wine that fills the cup of silence.

Who hears music feels his solitude peopled at once.

Music is the moonlight in the gloomy night of life.

I love the way music inside a car makes you feel invisible; if you play the stereo at max volume, it's almost like the other people can't see into your vehicle. It tints your windows, somehow.