My favorite instrument is the violin. When it is truly played it sings. No other instrument has had the potency to move me, to inspiringly haunt me, to allow me to stand before the angels of heaven and nymphs of the forest, to describe the every nuance and pleasure of ambitious aspiration fully filled. It makes me feel like no other experience in life. Such is the immensity of your mesmeric, musical curves. For you, my dear, are extravagantly elegant and gloriously gorgeous. When that countenance graces me… I am compelled to become legend, for who but Odysseus, skilled in all ways of contending, could court the epitome of enchantment and beauty incarnate.