All the arts serving human desires and needs are derived from the breath that Godsent into the human body.

The marvels of God are not brought forth from one's self. Rather, it is more like a chord, a sound that is played. The tone does not come out of the chord itself, but rather, through the touch of the musician. I am, of course, the lyre and harp of God's kindness.

I, the fiery life of divine wisdom, I ignite the beauty of the plains, I sparkle the water, I burn in the sun, and the moon, and the stars.

Our souls should be like a transparent crystal through which God can be perceived.

The Word is living, being, spirit, all verdant greening, all creativity. This Word manifests itself in every creature.

I am the fiery life of the essence of God; I am the flame above the beauty in the fields; I shine in the waters; I burn in the sun, the moon, and the stars. And with the airy wind, I quicken all things vitally by an unseen, all-sustaining life.

The word stands for the body, but the symphony stands for the spirit.