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Propel, propel, propel your craft softly down liquid solution. Ecstatically, ecstatically, ecstatically, ecstatically, Existence is simply illusion.
Propel, propel, propel your craft softly down liquid solution. Ecstatically, ecstatically, ecstatically, ecstatically, Existence is simply illusion.
The key to the mystery of a great artist is that for reasons unknown, he will give away his energies read more
The key to the mystery of a great artist is that for reasons unknown, he will give away his energies and his life just to make sure that one note follows another . . . and leaves us with the feeling that something is right in the world.
We dance for laughter, we dance for tears, we dance for madness, we dance for fears, we dance for hopes, read more
We dance for laughter, we dance for tears, we dance for madness, we dance for fears, we dance for hopes, we dance for screams, we are the dancers, we create the dreams.
The best, most beautiful, and most perfect way that we have of expressing a sweet concord of mind to each read more
The best, most beautiful, and most perfect way that we have of expressing a sweet concord of mind to each other is by music.
There's music in the sighing of a reed;
There's music in the gushing of a rill;
There's read more
There's music in the sighing of a reed;
There's music in the gushing of a rill;
There's music in all things, if men had ears:
Their earth is but an echo of the spheres.
When you work you are a flute through whose heart the whispering of the hours turns to music. Which of read more
When you work you are a flute through whose heart the whispering of the hours turns to music. Which of you would be a reed, dumb and silent, when all else sings together in unison?
When I was a little kid, I took tap and ballet. I've always loved to dance. I'm a rhythm machine.
When I was a little kid, I took tap and ballet. I've always loved to dance. I'm a rhythm machine.
Music is the wine that fills the cup of silence.
Music is the wine that fills the cup of silence.
Music is well said to be the speech of angels.
Music is well said to be the speech of angels.
