My mother gave me singing lessons; that was totally painful, because I couldn't do what she wanted to hear. She used to say: there's more there, there's more voice but I just didn't want to give it to her.
A blind man can make art if what is in his mind can be passed to another mind in some tangible form.
As it fell upon a day in the merry month of May, sitting in a pleasant shade which a grove of myrtles made.