Quotes About Faint Music

I had the idea that the world's so full of pain it must sometimes make a kind of singing. — Robert Hass, from "Faint Music," Sun Under Wood (HarperCollins, 1996)

To this boy of New England the May morning was like faint music in the woods again, some unspeakably exciting foregathering of events far in the deep shade of morning pines, all of it stirring there. He could hear it all faintly in the woods from far away, from across the fields and pastures, in the cool misty morning air, and he wanted to go there too.

For, through the twilight sounds of crickets and sighing trees, a faint, surprising wisp of music came floating to them and all three turned toward it, toward the wood.