" The act of its dedication does nothing to music; the music itself reminds unchanged. Its value isn’t something that can be paid in any other coin, not even with the name of a king. Its blanket forgiveness of human faults is a product of the perfect disregard in which it holds these mere mortals, the immeasurable distance by which it exceeds the minor compass of their lives. Music materializes within these lives, within that roiling mass of pettiness and hunger, greed and want, while at the same time remaining outside, able to fix them with an objective gaze. Or gaze, perhaps, beyond them. "

― Bae Suah , A Greater Music