" My dear, I have known since I was a small boy on a hill in Greece that when I met you, you’d never tell me who you were, you would give another name. Equally beautiful and equally mystical. But I would know you by the music in your voice and the shadow of the forest on your beautiful face. "

― Maya Angelou , Singin' and Swingin' and Gettin' Merry Like Christmas (Maya Angelou's Autobiography, #3)