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Moving forward feels like moving forward;
and also feels like moving backwards and standing still.
Music changes when we hear it.
Music creates the musician.
Music is a benevolent presence constantly and readily available to all.
Music is a field of benevolent, living intelligence that wishes for us
more than we can bear to know.
Music is a language to talk to God.
Fortunately, music is a language through which God speaks to us.
Music is a powerful and direct teacher which speaks to us all, to the
degree that we are able to hear.
Music is a quality, organised in sound and in time, by people.
The quality is ungovernable.
The forms of organisation are mainly governed by the cultures,
societies and people in and through which music appears.
Music is a process of blending the world of Silence and the world of
sound.
Music is a way of transformation.
Music is as available to us as we are available to music.
Music is our friend.
Music is the architecture of Silence.
Music is the cup that holds the wine of Silence.

Sound is that cup, but empty.
Noise is that cup, but broken.
Music is a language of creative intelligence.
Music is Silence, singing.
Music moves us by speaking to us directly and immediately, in ways
that elude easy explanation;
but are no less real for that.
Music reaches beyond words and between cultures.
Music so wishes to be heard that sometimes it calls on unlikely
characters to give it voice;
and to give it ears.
Music without love is not properly music.