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Everything perfect in its kind has to transcend its own kind, it must become something different and incomparable. In some notes the nightingale is still a bird; then it rises above its class and seems to suggest to every winged creature what singing is truly like.
-Johann von Goethe, Elective Affinities, bk. 2, ch. 9, from Ottilie