Quotes About Harmony

One sign of maturity is a realization of the extent to which you, either intentionally or unintentionally, make life difficult for those around you. Consequently, you should keep in mind the words of Seneca: "we are bad men living among bad men; and only one thing can calm us—we must agree to go easy on one another."1

anger, as I've said, is incompatible with joy.

One sign of maturity is a realization of the extent to which you, either intentionally or unintentionally, make life difficult for those around you. Consequently, you should keep in mind the words of Seneca: "we are bad men living among bad men; and only one thing can calm us—we must agree to go easy on one another.

The emotions are perfectly willing to listen to the intellect as long as the intellect isn't trying to impose its views but is merely trying to help the emotions get what they want.

My progress was rendered delightful by the sylvan elegance of the groves, chearful meadows, and high distant forests, which in grand order presented themselves to view.

Harmony of colouring is destructive of artÖ it is like the smile of a fool.

The bird a nest the spider a web the human friendship.

And all must love the human form,In heathen, turk, or jew;Where Mercy, Love, & Pity dwellThere God is dwelling too.

And throughout all eternityI forgive you, you forgive me.

Mutual forgiveness of each vice. Such are the Gates of Paradise.

For all eternity, I forgive you and you forgive me.

Whether you do it this way or in some other way, you have to find a few larger patterns that integrate and make sense out of all of the specific changes.

Imagine penguins and sea leopards outlasting the whole works. Well, probably they deserve to. Especially penguins. I don't think they ever hurt anybody.

A green world, a scene of green, deep / with light blues, the greens made deep / by those blues. One thinks how / in certain pictures, envied landscapes are seen / (through a window, maybe) far behind the serene / sitter's face, the serene pose, as though/in some impossible mirror, face to back, / human serenity gazed at a green world / which gazed at this face.

Beauty is the vocation of the earth.

endless loving sea of pure white conscious light.

The brawling of a sparrow in the eaves,The brilliant moon and all the milky sky,And all that famous harmony of leaves,Had blotted out man's image and his cry.

Who can tell the dancer from the dance?

When I play on my fiddle in Dooney,Folk dance like a wave of the sea.

How can we know the dancer from the dance?

Hearts with one purpose alone/Through summer and winter seem/Enchanted to a stone/To trouble the living stream.

Se ciò che io dico risuona in te, è semplicemente perché siamo entrambi rami di uno stesso albero.

In summer, the song sings itself.

beauty' is related not to 'loveliness' but to a state in which reality plays a part.