Being Alone When One's Belief

No Mortal Eye Has Ever Fully Seen A Flash Of Lightning ... For No Matter How Firmly We Look, Our Eyes Are Sure To Be Dazzled.

When The Foot Of The' Mountain Is Enveloped In Mist, The Mountain Appears To Us Much Loftier Than It Is; So Also When The Ground And Basis Of A Disaster Is Not Clear To Us.

The Silver-leaved Birch Retains In Its Old Age A Soft Bark; There Are Some Such Men.

Discontent Is The Source Of All Trouble,but Also Of All Progress, In Individuals And Nations.

If You Sound Great In The Practice Room, You're Practicing The Wrong Thing. Music Washes Away From The Soul The Dust Of Everyday Life.