Music At Times Is More Like Perfume

A Mystery Is A Problem That Encroaches Upon Itself Because The Questioner Becomes The Object Of The Question. Getting To Mars Is A Problem. Falling In Love Is A Mystery.

Being And Having In Our Society Teaches Us How To Take Possession Of Things, When It Should Rather Initiate Us In The Art Of Letting Go. For There Is Neither Freedom Nor Real Life Without An Apprenticeship In Letting Go.

I Almost Think That Hope Is For The Soul What Breathing Is For The Living Organism. Where Hope Is Lacking The Soul Dries Up And Withers.

But However Measurable, There Is Much More Life In Music Than Mathematics Or Logic Ever Dreamed Of.

The Wise Man Knows How To Run His Life So That Contemplation Is Possible.