I listen'd, motionless and still; And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore, Long after it was heard no more.

William Wordsworth
About This Quote

This quote is a beautiful example of the power of music. Many people make a decision to listen to music, from a radio to a CD player, and then forget about it. The power of music does not end when the music stops playing. It lives on in our memory and can be found there forever. When listening to a piece of music, one should always keep it as a reminder that the greatest glory in living is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.

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