Sometimes, listening to Beethoven’s Ninth Symphony, I say to myself, “If only everything could be said with the same force of beauty with which Beethoven
expresses his feelings!”
Without this perfection, how can we speak of things that are immensely more profound?
This flood of notes that is the Ninth Symphony, this authoritative cathedral of notes that fills space with the majesty and perfection of its beauty, is nothing other than the echo of another Beauty and Perfection.
The notes of Beethoven’s symphony are a tiny, fragile seed, a symbol of the tremendous upsurge that entered the world through a seed placed in Our Lady’s womb.
(Excerpt from the introduction by Luigi Giussani to the booklet enclosed in the CD)