After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.
Music is the poetry of the air.
To stop the flow of music would be like the stopping of time itself, incredible and inconceivable.
The only truth is music.
Music is the wine that fills the cup of silence.
Music can change the world because it can change people.
Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.
Music is the strongest form of magic.
Music, once admitted to the soul, becomes a sort of spirit, and never dies.
Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.
Where words leave off, music begins.
Music is the divine way to tell beautiful, poetic things to the heart.
Music is the shorthand of emotion.
Where words fail, music speaks.
Music is well said to be the speech of angels.
Music is the universal language of mankind.
Without music, life would be a mistake.
Life seems to go on without effort when I am filled with music.
Music is the mediator between the spiritual and the sensual life.
One good thing about music, when it hits you, you feel no pain.