Life is a symphony, and the action of every person in this life is the playing of his particular part in the music.

What you are speaks louder than what you say.

People often ask me questions that I cannot very well answer in words, and it makes me sad to think they are unable to hear the voice of my silence.

The person who is in tune with the Universe becomes like a radio receiver, through which the voice of the Universe is transmitted.

Moth: I gave you my life. Flame: I allowed you to kiss me.

In this world of illusion, where at the end of the examination, we find everything to be of little importance, of little worth, if there is a sign of reality, of something one can depend upon, and in which one can recognize a sign of eternity, it is in the constancy of friendship.

Music seems to be the bridge over the gulf between form and the formless.