Quotes About Harmony

Every corner of the globe, with its different activities, touched their hearts and minds with interest—busy, rushing life in various forms, and all going on simultaneously, at this moment—now. Life obviously was one. The strange unity was convincing. Nothing they saw was alien to themselves, for they took part in it.

Ah, yet would God this flesh of mine might beWhere air might wash and long leaves cover me;Where tides of grass break into foam of flowers,Or where the wind's feet shine along the sea.

For words divide and rend;But silence is most noble till the end.

And a bird overhead sang Follow, And a bird to the right sang Here; And the arch of the leaves was hollow, And the meaning of May was clear.

All we are is eyes looking for the unbroken or the edges where the broken bits might fit each other.

Abba songs, as anyone who knows knows, are constructed, technically and harmonically, so as to physically imprint the human brain as if biting it with acid, to ensure we will never, ever, ever, be able to forget them.

beauty in its most completeness is never found in a single body but is something shared instead between more than one body.

Mind and matter are mysterious and, when they come together, bounteous.

Beauty is the true way to change things for the better. To make things better. There should be a lot more beauty in all our lives. Beauty is truth, truth beauty. There is no such thing as fake beauty. Which is why beauty is so powerful. Beauty assuages.

Even the machine has to encounter nature, not even it can escape the earth. There's something reassuring in that.

Art in nature.

I'm good at the real and the true and the beautiful and can do With some skill and With or without flattery the Place where all 3 meet ...

I like the idea of blue and pink together, Elisabeth said.

In the menu, there should be a climax and a culmination. Come to it gently. One will suffice.

He was, she thought, as beautiful as a young god, lying on his side among the grass and flowers

Something had lubricated us. Something had washed us clean. I understood, and at the same minute I understood that that they all understood, too. Hate had passed away, and in its place was the other word that's just as big. ("Golden Baby")

and nobody would write peace on no walls...'cause it would be peace...and our hearts would be free!

There is nothing in the world more peaceful than apple-leaves with an early moon.

I went to a place like another planet where I felt good without wanting something.

Another way to say it: we are each the whole thing, and I merge with you when I wish.

I love that color of green, as dark as you can get. I want to be in a dark green place.

Each one we are equal; without a star fating us

room of the shining sounds.

I want us to be better people.