I have never felt anything like it; it swept one right away, and gave one a sense of deep ineffable satisfaction.

I shall always feel _for the future_ that there is an existent region, _into which I have now actually penetrated_, in which that entire satisfaction is possible, a fact which I have always hitherto doubted.

It is like an initiation.
"But I can not bear the 'Tannhauser;' it seems to paint with a fatal fascination the beauty of wickedness, the rightness, so to speak, of sensuality.

I feel after it as if I had been yielding to a luscious temptation; unnerved, not inspired." In another letter he writes, "Music is the most hopeful of the arts; she does not hint only, like other expressions of beauty--she takes you straight into a world of peace, a world where law and beauty are the same, and where an ordered discord, that is discord working by definite laws, is the origin of the keenest pleasure." I remember, during the one London season which he subsequently went through, his settling himself at a Richter concert next me with an air of delight upon his face.

"Now," he said, "let us try and remember for an hour or two that we have souls.".