... Of BabesRiddles are little poems or phrases that pose a question that needs answering. Riddles frequently rhyme, but this is not a requirement.
Great minds have said of me that:
I am moonlight in the gloomy night of life.
I can soften rocks or bend a knotted oak.
Without me, life would be an error.
I separate the generations.
I express that which is inexpressible
And on which silence is impossible.
I am the art most nigh to tears and memory.
I am the shorthand of emotion.
I should strike fire from the heart of man,
And a woman I should bring to tears.
I can name the unnameable and communicate the unknowable.
I have been called the speech of angels.
What am I?
The title is based on "OUT OF THE MOUTHS of babes" suggesting investigation of Quotes.
Music is moonlight in the gloomy night of life.
Jean Paul Richter
Music hath charms to soothe the savage breast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak.
Without music, life would be an error.
Nothing separates the generations more than music.
After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.
Music expresses that which cannot be said, and on which it is impossible to be silent.
Music is the art which is most nigh to tears and memory.
Music is the shorthand of emotion.
Music should strike fire from the heart of man and bring tears from the eyes of woman.
Ludwig Van Beethoven
Music can name the unnameable and communicate the unknowable.
Music is well said to be the speech of angels.
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