Music is the purest form of art... therefore true poets...seek to express the universe in terms of music. The singer has everything within him. The notes come out from his very life. They are not materials gathered from outside.

Beauty is simply reality seen with the eyes of love

The human soul is on its journey from the law to love, from discipline to liberation, from the moral plane to the spiritual.

Work, especially good work, becomes easy only when desire has learnt to discipline itself.

I have spent many days stringing and unstringing my instrument while the song I came to sing remains unsung.

Inspiration follows aspiration.

Discipline divorced from wisdom is not true discipline, but merely the meaningless following of custom, which is only a disguise for stupidity.