Ah, music," he said, wiping his eyes. "A magic beyond all we do here!
Play it fuckin' loud!
Everything in the universe has a rhythm, everything dances.
Music is to the soul what words are to the mind.
Without music life would be a mistake.
After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.
I really thought that love would save us all.
My definition of an intellectual is someone who can listen to the William Tell Overture without thinking of the Lone Ranger.
A musician must make music, an artist must paint, a poet must write, if he be at peace with himself. What a man can be, he must be.
Was Einstein's theory good? Relatively.