So long as the human spirit thrives on this planet, music in some living form will accompany and sustain it and give it expressive meaning.
So long as the human spirit thrives on this planet, music in some living form will accompany and sustain it and give it expressive meaning.
Feelings or Emotions are the universal language and are to be honored. They are the authentic expression of who you are in your deepest place.
The best ideas will eat at you for days, maybe even weeks, until something, some incident, some impulse, triggers you to finally express them.
I'm very aware we are the first generation ever to have such incredible opportunities to express ourselves publicly to a worldwide audience.
It doesn't matter if people doesn't know that you do a good thing nor the right thing. But he nor she must know your expression of love.
Here in your heart, deep in your soul, resides the universe’s collective wisdom, waiting for expression through your life’s experience.
But his singing was unconscious and irrepressible - an expression of his native exuberance, the dreamy, buoyant soundtrack running through his head.
An imperfect creative expression is much more sensible and creative than a grammatically perfect expression without an iota of sense and value in it.
Dining at the rare reasonTo get between the circumstanceAnd start milking the Caesars For what enters the earsAnd is for their eyes to air and advise.
Leadership is an art expressed by the demonstration of characters worthy of immitation, emulation and inspiration. It is neither a title nor a postion.
There is only one of you in all time, this expression is unique. And if you block it, it will never exist through any other medium and it will be lost.
A writer is one who communicates ideas and emotions people want to communicate but aren't quite sure how, or even if, they should communicate them.
It is was we love the most, how much we love, and how comfortable we are expressing it that determines where we end up in life and how happy we will be.
I always look like I’m lying. I was born with a politician’s face. You’ll know I’m in love when I have a Vote For Me look in my eyes.
May not subterraneous fire be considered as the great plough (if I may be allowed the expression) which Nature makes use of to turn up the bowels of the earth?