We live in wonder, blaze in a cycle of passion and apprehension.
Quiet is the absence of sound. Silence is the presence of silence.
Music is the wine that fills the cup of silence.
Usually people think that it is the musicians who create the music, but in fact it is music who creates the musicians.
In strange and uncertain times such as those we are living in, sometimes a reasonable person might despair. But hope is unreasonable and love is greater even than this. May we trust the inexpressible benevolence of the creative impulse.
If the audience doesn't hear what is going on, is it going on?
Music so wishes to be heard that it sometimes calls on unlikely characters to give it voice.
My interest in science was excited at age nine by an article on astronomy in National Geographic; the author was Donald Menzel of the Harvard Observatory. For the next few years, I regularly made star maps and snuck out at night to make observations from a locust tree in our back yard.
I do have height envy. I'm 5'1 and my sisters are giants so I do have height envy.
We don't stop loving people just because we hate them, but we don't stop hating them either.
When you first start out, you are just happy to get a job, any job. And as time goes on, either you move forward or screech to a halt.