Quotes About Transcendence

Oh, if only you knew yourselves! You are souls; you are Gods. If ever I feel like blaspheming, it is when I call you man.

Even amazing states of bliss, peace, clarity and spaciousness have nothing to do with awakening as these are just experiences coming and going in the impersonal awareness that you are.

The highest prayers lift you out of the lowest places.

Music in the soul can be heard by the universe.

There is the music of Heaven in all things.

Music without words means leaving behind the mind. And leaving behind the mind is meditation. Meditation returns you to the source. And the source of all is sound.

Music is the space between the notes.

Music possesses much richer means of expression and it is a more subtle medium for translating the 1000 shifting moments of the feelings of the soul.

Music expresses that which cannot be put into words.

Whether I was in my body or out of my body as I wrote it I know not. God knows.

Music, being identical with heaven, isn't a thing of momentary thrills, or even hourly ones. It's a condition of eternity.

Music is the voice of God traveling through ten-dimensional hyperspace.

When you hear music, after it's over, it's gone, in the air. You can never capture it again.

Music fathoms the sky.

I always had a repulsive sort of need to be something more than human.

Swan flocks of lilies shoreward lying, In sweetness, not in music, dying.

If there's any such thing as a perfect man, I think John Coltrane was one. And I think that kind of perfection has to come from a greater force than there is here on earth.

For me, art, and especially music, exist to elevate us as far as possible above everyday existence.

Music has the capacity to create a greater reality.

Music is on a higher plane than everything else in this world.

For me, music is always the language which permits one to converse with the Beyond.

The most important things cannot be spoken; that's why there's music.

Music should go right through you, leave some of itself inside you, and take some of you with it when it leaves.

It is incontestable that music induces in us a sense of the infinite and the contemplation of the invisible.