Quotes About Harmony

Being at one is godlike and good, but human, too human, the mania Which insists that there is only the One, one country, one truth and one way.

Ser uno con todo, ésa es la vida de la divinidad, ése es el cielo del hombre. Ser uno con todo lo viviente, volver, en un feliz olvido de sí mismo, al todo de la naturaleza, ésta es la cima de los pensamientos y alegrías, ésta es la sagrada cumbre de la montaña, el lugar del reposo eterno donde el mediodía pierde su calor sofocante y el trueno su voz, y el hirviente mar se asemeja a los trigales ondulantes.

Living tones are we, we sound together in thy harmony.

Art is the proper task of life.

The wisest man would be the one richest in contradictions, who has, as it were, antennae for all types of men---as well as his great moments of grand harmony---a rare accident even in us! A sort of planetary motion---

Water is sufficient...the spirit moves over water.

Without music, life would be a mistake.. I would only believe in a God who knew how to dance.

I would not know what the spirit of a philosopher might wish more to be than a good dancer.

Why are we not satisfied when life mirrors itself peacefully in a deep lake? …How seldom do we now meet a person who can keep living so peacefully and cheerfully with himself even amidst the turmoil, saying to himself like Goethe: 'The best is the deep quiet in which I live and grow against the world, and harvest what they cannot take from me by fire or sword.

There is no pre-established harmony between the furtherance of truth and the well-being of mankind.

Under the magic of the Dionysian, not only does the bond between man and man lock itself in place once more, but also nature itself, no matter how alienated, hostile, or subjugated, rejoices again in her festival of reconciliation with her prodigal son, man. The earth freely offers up her gifts, and the beasts of prey from the rocks and the desert approach in peace. The wagon of Dionysus is covered with flowers and wreaths; under his yolk stride panthers and tigers.

We like to be out in nature so much because it has no opinion about us.

Just as in the second part of a verse bad poets seek a thought to fit their rhyme, so in the second half of their lives people tend to become more anxious about finding actions, positions, relationships that fit those of their earlier lives, so that everything harmonizes quite well on the surface: but their lives are no longer ruled by a strong thought, and instead, in its place, comes the intention of finding a rhyme.

I do not know how to make a distinction between tears and music

My task: the dehumanization of Nature, and then the naturalization of humanity, after it has attained the pure concept of 'Nature'. Human beings and philosophers have in the past projected the human into nature — let us dehumanize nature.

The God that Nietzsche imagined, in the end, was not far from the God that such an artist as Joseph Conrad imagines—a supreme craftsman, ever experimenting, ever coming closer to an ideal balancing of lines and forces, and yet always failing to work out the final harmony.

We are so fond of being out in Nature because it has no opinions of us.

When I seek another word for 'music', I never find any other word than 'Venice'.

I demand from a book harmony as unity and moderation; that determines the choice of words, the type and number of metaphors, the development and conclusion

Not through enmity does enmity come to an end; enmity comes to an end through friendship.

I want to learn more and more to see as beautiful what is necessary in things; then I shall be one of those who make things beautiful. Amor fati: let that be my love henceforth! I do not want to wage war against what is ugly…And all in all and on the whole: some day I wish to be only a Yes-sayer.

And how does one basically recognize good development? In that a well-developed man does our senses good: that he is carved from wood which is hard, delicate, and sweet-smelling, all at the same time.

In music the passions enjoy themselves.

We are so fond of being out among Nature, because it has no opinions about us.