Debussy existed before the composer Claude Debussy. Debussy is an architecture which moves upside down in water, clouds which form and disperse, branches which slumber, rain on the leaves, plums which in falling kill themselves and bleed gold — everything that only murmured or stammered before a human voice came to give it expression. A thousand vague marvels in nature have at last found their interpreter.

-Jean Cocteau

(I forgot to post this last week, when I was playing Debussy. Oh well.)