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We Grown-up People Think That We Appreciate Music, But If We Realized The Sense That An Infant Has Brought With It Of Appreciating Sound And Rhythm, We Would Never Boast Of Knowing Music. The Infant Is Music Itself.

When I Open My Eyes To The Outer World I Feel Myself As A Drop In The Sea. But When I Close My Eyes And Look Within, I See The Whole Universe As A Bubble Raised In The Ocean Of My Heart.

Music Seems To Be The Bridge Over The Gulf Between Form And The Formless.

The Wonderful Thing Is That The Soul Already Knows To Some Extent That There Is Something Behind The Veil, The Veil Of Perplexity, That There Is Something To Be Sought For In The Highest Spheres Of Life, That There Is Some Beauty To Be Seen, That There Is Someone To Be Known Who Is Knowable.

Mastery Lies Not Merely In Stilling The Mind, But In Directing It Towards Whatever Point We Desire, In Allowing It To Be Active As Far As We Wish, In Using It To Fulfill Our Purpose, In Causing It To Be Still When We Want To Still It. He Who Has Come To This Has Created His Heaven Within Himself; He Has No Need To Wait For A Heaven In The Hereafter, For He Has Produced It Within His Own Mind Now.