Music... is the shaping of the invisible.

The sun gives spirit and life to the plants and the earth nourishes them with moisture.

One's thoughts turn towards Hope.

Nothing can be loved or hated unless it is first known.

A good memory, which nature has endowed us with, causes things long past to seem present.

O speculators about perpetual motion, how many vain chimeras have you created in the like quest? Go and take your place with the seekers after gold.

When you put your hand in a flowing stream, you touch the last that has gone before and the first of what is still to come.