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It seems to me … that despite the logical, moral rigor music may appear to display, it belongs to a world of spirits, for whose absolute reliability in matters of human reason and dignity I would not exactly want to put my hand in the fire. That I am nevertheless devoted to it with all my heart is one of those contradictions which, whether a cause for joy or regret, are inseparable from human nature.

—Thomas Mann, Doctor Faustus

HAMLET: … —the rest is silence.
HORATIO: Now cracks a noble heart. Good night, sweet prince,And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest! [March within.]Why does the drum come hither?
The Rest is Noise

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