Quotes About Harmony

all souls cannot be the same, that it is necessary there be different types in order to honor [20]each of God's perfections in a particular way.

The dark and the light are braided and bound.

It's quite nice to see that I didn't have to change who I was to reach two very different types of people.

An angel passed. that's what the French say about a comfortable silence.

Alguna vez has convencido a un arbol de que se haga de noche para dejar paso a los pajaros?

Un des rares avantages du célibat est de ne pas avoir à souffrir de scènes de ménage

The completely opposite scenario occurs when one parent, usually the father, demands that the other parent, usually the mother, keep their child up late so that he can play with him or her. Not only does the child suffer, but it is the mother who is the unappreciated victim, because she is trying to maintain marital harmony and trying to keep her child well rested—and she can't do both. Obviously this is not simply a child's sleep problem but a family problem.

L'art est justifié dans la mesure où il ajoute à la vie juste ce qui lui manque pour être plus vraie qu'elle-même.

Music and silence combine strongly because music is done with silence, and silence is full of music.

the philosophy of men who, instead of exteriorising the objects of their aspirations, endeavour to extract from the accumulation of the years already spent a fixed residue of habits and passions which they can regard as characteristic and permanent, and with which they will deliberately arrange, before anything else, that the kind of existence they choose to adopt shall not prove inharmonious.

The woods, the vines, the very stones, were at one with the brightness of the sun and the unblemished sky, and even when the sky grew overcast, the multitude of leaves, as in a sudden change of tone, the earth of the roads, the roofs of the town, seemed as though caught up in the unity of a brand-new world. And all that Jean was feeling seemed without effort to chime with the surrounding oneness, and he was conscious of the perfect joy which is the gift of harmony.

what brings men together is not a community of views but a consanguinity of minds.

Unlike the earth, the sea is not separated from the sky; it always harmonizes with the colors of the sky and it is deeply stirred by its most delicate nuances. The sea radiates under the sun and seems to die with it every evening. And when the sun has vanished, the sea keeps longing for it, keeps preserving a bit of its luminous reminiscence in the face of the uniformly somber earth.

In the end they come to fill out so completely the curve of his cheeks, to follow so exactly the line of his nose, they blend so harmoniously in the sound of his voice that these seem to be no more than a transparent envelope, so that each time we see the face or hear the voice it is our own ideas of him which we recognise and to which we listen. And

And looks commercing with the skies, Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes.

With thee conversing I forget all time, All seasons and their change, All please alike.

Rose out of Chaos:

The link of Nature draw me, flesh of flesh, Bone of my bone, thou art, and from thy state Mine never shall be parted

As one who long in populous city pent, Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air, Forth issuing on a summer's morn, to breathe Among the pleasant villages and farms Adjoined, from each thing met conceives delight;

One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.

There is not a fragment in all nature, for every relative fragment of one thing is a full harmonious unit in itself.

Nothing truly wild is unclean.

When we tug at a single thing in nature, we find it attached to the rest of the world.

When we contemplate the whole globe as one great dewdrop, striped and dotted with continents and islands, flying through space with other stars all singing and shining together as one, the whole universe appears as an infinite storm of beauty.