Here is a man who has prepared all his life to make music on a violin of four strings, who, all of a sudden, in the middle of a concert, finds himself with only three strings; so he makes music with three strings, and the music he made that night with just three strings was more beautiful, more sacred, more memorable, than any that he had ever made before, when he had four strings
so, perhaps our task in this shaky, fast-changing, bewildering world in which we live is to make music, at first with al that we have, and then, when that is vno longer possible, to make music with what we have left