Quotes About Harmony

Y cuando tengas que pasar a la siguiente situación, persona u ocupación, lo harás sin ningún tipo de sobrecarga emocional, y experimentarás el gozo de descubrir que en esa siguiente situación, y en la siguiente, y en cualesquiera situaciones sucesivas, brota también la sinfonía, aunque la melodía sea diferente en cada caso.

En adelante, podrás ir pasando de un momento a otro de la vida plenamente absorto en el presente, llevando contigo tan poca carga del pasado que tu espíritu podría pasar a través del ojo de una aguja; tan escasamente afectado por la preocupación acerca del futuro como las aves del cielo y los lirios del campo. Ya no estarás apegado a ninguna persona o cosa, porque habrás desarrollado el gusto por la sinfonía de la vida.

What we eat is a poem.

We act in the interest of peace.

Now the piano makes a long, familiar run, the pianist playing different scales with each hand--what sounds like three hands, four--the harmonies like steadily thickening peals on a strand, and Werner sees six-year-old Jutta lean toward him, Frau Elena kneading bread in the background, a crystal radio in his lap, the cords of his soul not yet severed.

How do they know what parts to play, those little bees?

Nature demands symmetry.

The locusts have no king, yet all of them go out in ranks.

There there is music, almost always music.

lambs and rabbits; Claude buckles the meat into

the littlest streams, high on the mountain, small enough to dam with your hand, would eventually join the river, and that the river, though quick and violent, was but a drop in the eye of the great Ocean that encircles all the lands of the world, and contains every dream everyone has ever dreamed.

unchanging, everlasting, no months, no years, every hour like spring on the clearest, most gold-green morning, the dew like ·[diamonds?]·, the towers like honeycombs, and the western zephyr was the only breeze…

As if, inside Werner's head, an infinitesimal orchestra has stirred to life.

On Earth, when I was a boy, most everybody got sick. Rashes, funny little fevers. All the unmodified people got sick every now and then. It's part of being human. We think of viruses as evil but in reality few are. Life usually seeks to cooperate, not fight.

The grasses toss and shimmy. The horses nicker. Madame Manec says, almost whispering, "Now that I think about it, child, I expect heaven is a lot like this.

all times and all stories being one and the same in the end.

Funny how to celebrate peace we seem to want to simulate war.

We think of viruses as evil but in reality few are. Life usually seeks to cooperate, not fight.

The big trunk of the umbrella pine looms outside the window, living its two lives—the upper world of needles and stems, the lower world of roots and soil.

The music of the poem lends meaning to the words, and the meaning of the words lends music to the poem.

Just as in the music of harps and flutes or in the voices of singers a certain harmony of the different tones must be maintained Ã¢â'¬Â¦ so also a state is made harmonious by agreement among dissimilar elements. This is brought about by a fair and reasonable blending of the upper, middle and lower classes, just as if they were musical tones. What musicians call harmony in song is concord in a state.

His biographer, Cornelius Nepos, a younger contemporary whom he knew personally, wrote that Atticus "behaved so as to seem at one with the poorest and on a level with the powerful.

I'm married. My wife, Stella - a beautiful woman. She's brought a lot of peace to my life, a lot of wisdom.

Everything in life has a pattern and a coincidence is simply the moment when the pattern becomes briefly visible.