“The intellect is of no use unless it’s disciplined by the mortification of the flesh, so that it may serve the soul. That’s all. The intellect thinks. The body dances. And the spirit sings. A song, a simple song. When love and memory are overwhelming, and the soul, though crushed, takes flight, it does so in a simple song.”

“In the distance I hear a song - a simple song - a song of despair - a song of longing and a song of sorrow.I have forgotten the words and the rhythm, but I sing.Yes, I sing.”

“Life is a song. Your heart is the beat, your word is the lyric, your move is the dance. And love, love is the music.It has always been a dream of mine to sing my love away, let the music take her love to mine, the lyric touches her heart and soul. And may her head fallen over heel and so am I.”

“Robbery is not just the robbery of money or human flesh; it involves the soul murder of cultures which will soon die if they have no more songs to sing.”

“I heard the phrases and I wanted all of me to call out in a song, a song that doesn't have words, a song that almost doesn't have noise. A lot of people take a short cut and call that feeling of song love. They just call it that because there isn't a way to describe it. But the word love doesn't describe the half of it. It doesn't do anything to bring to mind the song we all want so desperately to sing.”

“And I will sing with my soul that my song shall echo in thy heart for eternity.”