Quotes About Inner

Each man has his own music bubbling up inside him.

In the depths of every heart there is a tomb and a dungeon, though the lights, the music, and the revelry above may cause us to forget their existence.

You can't change the music of your soul.

Music was our way of remembering our inner selves, our values.

You can bring out your inner self and moods through dancing. Music does the same.

The Divine Music is incessantly ringing within all of us, but the loud senses drown the delicate Music, which is unlike and infinitely superior to anything we can perceive with our senses.

Language in fiction is made up of equal parts meaning and music. The sentences should have rhythm and cadence, they should engage and delight the inner ear.

Excuse me if I have/some place in my mind/where I go time to time.

The music of Mozart is of such purity and beauty that one feels he merely found it - that it has always existed as part of the inner beauty of the universe waiting to be revealed.

You have to be very focused about the music that you have inside.

Music is a means of giving form to our inner feelings, without attaching them to events or objects in the world.

Only one music comes out of me.

Music soothes my savage beast. I got a beast in me running wild.

Your personal nature seeks its paradise.

Nature is not only all that is visible to the eye... it also includes the inner pictures of the soul.

Everyone is a moon, and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody.

Color which, like music, is a matter of vibrations, reaches what is most general and therefore most indefinable in nature: its inner power.

Giving and receiving pleasure is the nature of the cosmos, the inner nature of reality.

We cannot express the light in nature because we have not the sun. We can only express the light we have in ourselves.

The contradiction so puzzling to the ordinary way of thinking comes from the fact that we have to use language to communicate our inner experience, which in its very nature transcends linguistics.

We need silence to be able to touch souls.

In listening and stillness there is nobody who is still, and this stillness doesn't refer to any object; it is absolutely objectless; it is our real nature.

Nature is an aeolian harp, a musical instrument whose tones are the re-echo of higher strings within us.

Nature has a language of its own, or maybe those who have lived long in solitude read in it their own unconscious inner feelings and mysterious foreknowledge.