Music is the true breath of life. We eat so we won't starve to death. We sing so we can hear ourselves live.

Life is a train that stops at no stations; you either jump abroad or stand on the platform and watch as it passes.

Of course, I'm aware of the animosities destroying brain cells on both sides, and I know all about the obstinacy of the warring parties, their refusal to reach an agreement, their devotion to their own murderous hatred.

The man who let the love of his life pass him by will end up alone with his regrets and all the sighs in the world won't soothe his soul.

We're fine together, just like this: Our silence protects us from ourselves

We've already been killed, all of us. It happened so long ago, we've forgotten it.

If you want your life to be a small part of eternity, to be lucid even in the heart of madness, love... Love with all your strength, love as though it is all you know how to do, love enough to make the gods themselves jealous... for it is in love that all ugliness reveals its beauty.