"I believe that artists often do not know what they can do best: they are too vain . . . What is ultimately good in their own garden and vineyard they esteem lightly, and their love and insight are not equal. There is a musician who, more than any other musician, is a master at finding the tones in the realm of suffering, depressed, and tortured souls, at giving language even to mute misery. None can equal him in the colors of late fall, in the indescribably moving happiness of the last, truly last, truly shortest joy; he knows a sound for those quiet, disquieting midnights of the soul where cause and effect seem to be out of joint and where at any moment something might originate 'out of nothing.'" (663 Nietzsche Contra Wagner)
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