#transcendence

and half of learning to play is learning what not to play and she's learning the spaces she leaves have their own things to say and she's trying to sing just enough so that the air around her moves and make music like mercy that gives what it is and has nothing to prove she crawls out on a limb and begins to build her home and it's enough just to look around and to know that she's not alone up up up up up up up points the spire of the steeple but god's work isn't done by god it's done by people ↗

— Ani DiFranco

#integrity #intrinsic-motivation #simons-rock #transcendence #wind

Any great art work … revives and readapts time and space, and the measure of its success is the extent to which it makes you an inhabitant of that world - the extent to which it invites you in and lets you breathe its strange, special air. ↗

— Leonard Bernstein

#art #creativity #epiphanic-moment #epiphany #inspirational

Dream Song of Thunders: Sometimes I go about pitying Myself, While I am carried by the wind Across the sky. ↗

— Frances Densmore

#irony #old-songs #transcendence #wind #dreams

Never forget: we walk on hell, gazing at flowers. ↗

— Kobayashi Issa

#life #old-songs #sword-sentiments #transcendence #wind