A way of life which excludes the realm of the unknown and the mysterious is simply not in harmony with life itself.

Homeopathy is the safest and more reliable approach to ailments and has withstood the assaults of established medical practice for over 100 years

Peace may sound simple - one beautiful word - but it requires everything we have, every quality, every strength, every dream, every high ideal.

Music is a therapy.It is a communication far more powerful than words, far more immediate, far more efficient.

Music creates order out of chaos: for rhythm imposes unanimity upon the divergent, melody imposes continuity upon the disjointed, and harmony imposes compatibility upon the incongruous.

Music lives and breathes to tell us who we are and what we face. It is a path between ourselves and the infinite.

Homeopathy is one of the few medical specialties which carries no penalties -- only benefits.

The practice of yoga induces a primary sense of measure and proportion. Reduced to our own body, our first instrument, we learn to play it, drawing from it maximum resonance and harmony.

I can only think of music as something inherent in every human being - a birthright. Music coordinates mind, body and spirit.

The ultimate aim in life should be to fulfill to the utmost all that within our ability and to share that which is good and beautiful.

Improvisation is not the expression of accident but rather of the accumulated yearnings, dreams and wisdom of our very soul.

There is no room for emotion in business.

I can't sleep, I can't but when all else fails I just breath...

A 2002 Oxford study showed counting sheep actually delays the onset of sleep. It's just too dull to stop us from worrying about jobs and spouses

We've spent now about 150 years trying to convince ourselves that photographs are reliable evidence, some unimpeachable slice of the real world. That was a myth from the very beginning.

For me, there is a strong hypnotic power in noise-music, and that's something I don't want to leave out of my music anymore.

I am good at only two things, and those are gardening and painting.

How many desolate creatures on the earth have learnt the simple dues of fellowship and social comfort, in a hospital.

It is a woman's reason to say I will do such a thing because I will.

The world's finest wilderness lies beneath the waves.

We might even define the human as a dynamic process produced by a series of identifications and misidentifications with animality.