“I threw the pearl of my soul into a cup of wine. I went down the primrose path to the sound of flutes. I lived on honeycomb.”
“Music is the cup that holds the wine of silence. Sound is that cup, but empty. Noise is that cup, but broken.”
“I closed my eyes during a flute solo, wishing I could wrap the silvery sound around me like armor.”
“Say not, “I have found the path of the soul.” Say rather, “I have met the soul walking upon my path.”
“There are seven mermaid princesses and seven pearls. The reason I sing is to convey my love. The reason the pearl sparkels is to brighten the sea. And so, I can never forget...the sound of the waves or the warmth of the sea. ”
“Tonight, she went into the woods, and I fear she shall live in the woods of my soul for the rest of my days.”