Music expresses that which cannot be put into words and that which cannot remain silent.
He never went out without a book under his arm, and he often came back with two.
Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.
Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise.
The power of a glance has been so much abused in love stories, that it has come to be disbelieved in. Few people dare now to say that two beings have fallen in love because they have looked at each other. Yet it is in this way that love begins, and in this way only.
Laughter is sunshine, it chases winter from the human face.