Sunshine can burn you, food can poison you, words can condemn you, pictures can insult you; music cannot … - Artur Schnabel

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Must faith be exactly that, the willingness and ability to believe in the face of a lack of evidence? If one could find the evidence, would then the faith be dead?

Artur Schnabel

Sunshine can burn you, food can poison you, words can condemn you, pictures can insult you; music cannot punish - only bless.

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