The flute of the infinite is played without ceasing, and its sound is love.
A flute without holes, is not a flute. A donut without a hole, is a Danish.
The quickest way to unlock your talent is to take the flute out of the box.
They are all different and I find it hard to tell what flute suits me best.
Play the flute of felicity! You, yourself, are the melody.
The fluteplayer puts breath into a flute, and who makes the music? Not the flute. The Fluteplayer!
I would prefer to live forever in perfect health, but if I must at some time leave this life, I would like to do so ensconced on a chaise longue, perfumed, wearing a velvet robe and pearl earrings, with a flute of champagne beside me and having just discovered the answer to the last problem in a British cryptic crossword.
Your questions regarding that gentleman are very delicate, very subtle, very much like being smacked in the head with a mallet. . . it's a tuba among the flutes.
I was a bit of a tomboy, so I played softball and basketball. Then I was also a cheerleader. And I played flute too.
It is not solid wood that can become a flute, but the empty reed.
Teach him how you will, a pig will never play the flute.
It may well be that an analysis of figures would reveal a law - the duration of a marriage is inversely proportional to the cost of the wedding. Or, to put it another way, any union celebrated with personalized toasting flutes is doomed.
I am a part of all you see In Nature: part of all you feel: I am the impact of the bee Upon the blossom; in the tree I am the sap that shall reveal The leaf, the bloom that flows and flutes Up from the darkness through its roots.
This little flute of a reed thou hast carried over hills and dales, and hast breathed through it melodies eternally new.
I am a hole in a flute that the Christ's breath moves through. Listen to this music.
Everyone who plays the flute should learn singing.
O master poet, I have sat down at thy feet. Only let me make my life simple and straight, like a flute of reed for thee to fill with music.
I am the hole on the flute that Gods breath flows through.
What's even worse than a flute? - Two flutes!
Every day I practise my flute. I've been doing it for decades and every day I find something new that inspires me for all the rest that I do in my days.