"My uncle was like my father. He stepped in and raised me when my father left."
"What’s one important thing he taught you?"
"He taught me to hit back. He told me that if somebody hit me, and I didn’t hit back, that he was going to hit me.”
"Now that you’re grown, do you think that’s a good thing?"
"It’s easy to say that it’s not. But I was a small kid in a tough neighborhood, and it taught people not to pick on me. So I appreciated it."
You do not need to be loved, not at the cost of yourself. The single relationship that is truly central and crucial in a life is the relationship to the self. Of all the people you will know in a lifetime, you are the only one you will never lose.
Now what will the value of music be?
First of all, it will be a means of reaching a state of ecstasy permitting us to forget the world in which we live. Music will allow us vertiginous evasion, a rapture—temporary, perhaps, but real. With the possibility of living in a purer world, free of pettiness—made for him, created by him—man will forget his vulgar wants and his ignoble appetites. He will live intensely that life of the spirit which must be the goal of all existence.
—Albert Camus, Essay on Music (1932)