Quotes About Harmony

Leave this military hurry and adopt the pace of Nature. Her secret is patience.

You can't exist with nature without patience because everything in nature happens with such an easy, flowing manner. You get out of step, and you miss it. It's gone.

Peace is the father of friendship.

The pursuit of perfection, then, is the pursuit of sweetness and light.

Poetry is the achievement of the synthesis of hyacinths and biscuits.

Poetry is the art of uniting pleasure with truth, by calling imagination to the help of reason.

I would define... the Poetry of words as The Rhythmical Creation of Beauty.

To believe in liberal democracy is to believe that there is more good will in society than ill will; more ground for agreement than disagreement; more things that the majority of people want to preserve and cherish than they want to destroy; more that they love than that they hate; more to unite men and classes than to divide them; and that to find these principles of unity and agreement, through deliberation and compromise, is the duty of civilized human beings.

Grow flowers of gratitude in the soil of prayer.

Fine phrases I value more than bank-notes. I have ear for no other harmony than the harmony of words. To be occasionally quoted is the only fame I care for.

As the highly colored birds do not fly around in the dull, leaden plains of a sandy desert, but amid all the settings of nature's leaves and blossoms, and lights and shades—nature's framework of their picture—so there are truths which do not appear well in arid fields of philosophic inquiry, but which demand the colored air and the bowers of poetry to be the setting of their charms.

Laundry is the only thing that should be separated by color.

Racial superiority is a mere pigment of the imagination.

Our flag is red, white, and blue, but our nation is a rainbow — red, yellow, brown, black, and white — we are all precious in God's sight!

The sound of the rain needs no translation.

...after-storm birds singing the color into rainbows...

Without a single thought, two hands collide and the world finally makes sense again.

And so our conception of religion is getting roomier and more inclusive today, and love is the magician who has enlarged the temple!

Merry Christmas v. Happy Holidays... Why be exclusive when you can be inclusive?

Let every man sweep in front of his own door and the whole world will be clean.

In office a Confucian, in retirement a Taoist.

Let the rose be neighbour with the thorn.

If without you I gather a rose, it turns thorn, But when you come back again, through you We return to fragrant and pink and petaled.

In the place of roses be a rose, and where there are thorns be a thorn.