I looked at Edward and we exchanged condescending smiles born of the weeks spent teaching me to judge Edward’s performances. Stevie would never understand that there were other criteria to judge a piece, beyond pretty, beyond interesting, beyond the mere fact of public acclaim. That quality can be a personal question, that what appeals to the many may offend the individual, that Edward wants what Edward wants and no amount of praise and applause would make up the difference. Stevie lived in a shallow soul. Edward reached for something more.
Lord Malinov, Song of Songs