Art begins when a man, with a purpose of communicating to other people a feeling he once experienced, calls it up again within himself and expresses it by certain external signs.
Leo TolstoyRead
Music makes me forget myself, my true condition, it carries me off into another state of being, one that isn't my own.
Interpretation
Music allows individuals to transcend their personal realities and experience a different state of existence.
In this quote, Tolstoy expresses the transformative power of music, suggesting that it serves as a means of escape from one's own reality. Music can evoke deep emotions and facilitate a profound sense of connection to something greater, allowing listeners to temporarily forget their troubles and engage in an alternate state of being that goes beyond their usual experiences.
In practice
This quote can be used to inspire students in a music class to appreciate the emotional depth music can provide.
Art begins when a man, with a purpose of communicating to other people a feeling he once experienced, calls it up again within himself and expresses it by certain external signs.
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