Notes and Neurons

"What a terrible thing it is to wound someone you really care for, and to do it so unconsciously."

(via arabarabarab)

"Yes, the instruments of my inner life
thumbed along: my xylophone cheekbones,
my bassoon lungs. I was an ensemble of circumstance.
I could pop wide open to scores and scores
of incidental strings. I was flinging notes all over
the neighborhood."

"We share a modest elegance, tongue-in-cheekiness, a kind of naive sincerity and some quality of refinement with a raw edge."

"A fellow came to see me a while back with a friend of mine and he said that he had been a surgeon, and that now he was studying the flute. And he said that a lot of people were upset with him because they said to him “how can you stop being a surgeon? You’ve got this skill and you must use it to help people” but he felt that he had to study the flute. And he asked me to talk or comment on it and I said, “look, as far as I understand it healing concerns the vibrations within the being, the nature of the being that’s doing the healing. And I don’t know any rule that says that a flute doesn’t heal as many or more people than a knife and a needle and thread. Maybe all your surgery training was preparing you to be a flautist or maybe your flute training is preparing you to be a conscious surgeon. You don’t have to know the game in advance. You just got to listen to your heart."

(via elizabeth-antoinette)