Which of these tow powers, love or music, can elevate us to the sublimest heights? Why separate them? They are the two wings of the soul.
~ by Hector Berlioz
. . . Where shall you seek beauty, and how shall you find her
unless she herself be your way and your guide?
And how shall you speak of her
except she be the weaver of your speech . . .
beauty is life when life unveils her holy face.
But you are life and you are the veil.
Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.
But you are eternity and you are the mirror.