For Thought Is A Bird Of Space,

When You Kill A Beast, Say To Him In Your Heart: ~by The Same Power That Slays You, I Too Am Slain, And I Too Shall Be Consumed. ~for The Law That Delivers You Into My Hand Shall Deliver Me Into A Mightier Hand. ~your Blood And My Blood Is Naught But The Sap That Feeds The Tree Of Heaven.

God Created Music As A Common Language For All Men. It Inspires The Poets, The Composers And The Architects. It Lures Us To Search Our Souls For The Meaning Of The Mysteries Described In Ancient Books.

Progress Lies Not In Enhancing What Is, But In Advancing Toward What Will Be.

The Most Pitiful Among Men Is He Who Turns His Dreams Into Silver And Gold.

The Universe Is My Country And The Human Family Is My Tribe.