“Fill till the wine o'erswell the cup”
“Music is the wine that fills the cup of silence.”
“Music is the cup that holds the wine of silence. Sound is that cup, but empty. Noise is that cup, but broken.”
“Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter’s oven?”
“If the cup is empty, it can be filled.”
“The wine-cup is the little silver well, Where truth, if truth there beDoth dwell.”