“The saddest beauty is that which was crushed before even it had a chance to unfold. The heart that held the song but didn't get a chance to sing, the dreams that linger in the quiet space of deep, knowing they will never find a way to the light. But ironically, someday they become the sweetest wine, filling the cup of some lost lover. Strangely enough, it becomes a muse for artists to create art that goes beyond time.”