“When life does not find a singer to sing her heart she produces a philosopher to speak her mind.”
“When humankind cannot produce a philosopher to speak its mind, it longs for a poet to sing its heart”
“They call her my singer—because her blood sings for me.”
“The philosopher's soul dwells in his head, the poet's soul is in his heart; the singer's soul lingers about his throat, but the soul of the dancer abides in all her body.”
“When I cannot sing my heart, I can only speak my mind.”
“When the heart speaks, the mind finds it indecent to object.”