You don't understand music: you hear it. So hear me with your whole body.

The world's continual breathing is what we hear and call silence.

Her curiosity instructed her more than the answers she was given.

Holding someone's hand was always my idea of joy.

For only when I err do I get away from what I know and what I understand. If "truth" were what I can understand, it would end up being but a small truth, my-sized. Truth must reside precisely in what I shall never understand.

I work only with lost and founds.

To think is an act. To feel is a fact.