Quotes About Harmony

Only two questions, however, need concern the civilized creature. Why is traditional kosher wine so second-rate (it is often boiled); and, if Muslims and Jews are the only people whose laws make them (almost) each other's ideal dinner guests, why can't they get along?

There's no religion but sex and music.

Yoga is almost like music in a way there's no end to it.

Great music as much about the space in between the notes as it is about the notes themselves.

Before a group can enter the open society, it must first close ranks.

I like rhythmic things that butt up against each other in a cool kind of way.

I would much prefer our relationship to be easy, for we are to have a relationship, Tayven.

They were part of the same pattern. In his guts, Shan was sure they had to meet.

The elements must combine to create a greater whole. You are fire, Bayard, and the firedrakes will bow to you, but we need the others.

No one can walk the way of light without casting a shadow.

There would be no one god, but only an appreciation of the life force of the universe and its many masks and names.

He felt desire, but it wasn't urgent, more a simple need for oneness with this new company.

We should be partners, not master and servant.

As an affirmation of life, even a predator is a welcome sight.

There was only one thing to do; enter the spirit of the place.

Natural rock formations looked like ancient temples, while ancient temples looked like natural rock.

Magic takes the path of least resistance.

Earth is a subtle element in this conflict.

Use the breathing places wisely.

The Merante led the way, and as she descended, she began to sing. Other women joined in the harmony, creating a weird and haunting melody that was the essence of longing and resolve.

The facts were locked up somewhere; it was felt we no longer needed them, that their starkness might harm the delicate balance of our relationship with this world.

I felt heady in the swirl of colour, skirts of deep red, emerald green, peacock blue, the glint of yellow metal. Quick hands brushed our faces, and a blur of white-toothed smiles flashed around us. I couldn't help laughing aloud, batting these flapping creatures away from me. They were like soulscape harpies in plumage of white silk, who might carry us off to a final and exquisite devouring.

Tatrini watched Tayven and Rav outside, as they sat on the lawn: a picture of contentment and innocence.

That's what I have told people who have asked for advice through the years: focus on what is beautiful and pursue that beauty.