'Peace Train' is a song I wrote, the message of which continues to breeze thunderously through the hearts of millions. There is a powerful need for people to feel that gust of hope rise up again.
Cat StevensRead
Music can be healing, and with my history and my knowledge of both sides of what looks like a gigantic divide in the world, I feel I can point a way forward to our common humanity again.
Interpretation
Music has the power to heal and unite people despite their differences.
In this quote, Cat Stevens emphasizes the healing properties of music and its potential to bridge divides among people. He reflects on his own experiences and knowledge, expressing a belief that music can help guide humanity towards a more unified and compassionate path.
In practice
In a speech about the healing power of arts in communities.
'Peace Train' is a song I wrote, the message of which continues to breeze thunderously through the hearts of millions. There is a powerful need for people to feel that gust of hope rise up again.
If you want to be free, be free, because there's a million things to be.
I always knew looking back on my tears would bring me laughter, but I never knew looking back on my laughter would make me cry.
I let my music take me where my heart wants to go.
Music satisfies and nourishes the hunger within ourselves for connection and harmony.
I've been smiling lately, dreaming about the world as one. And I believe it could be someday it's going to come.
It's hard to be the one that stands out when, you know, in a ballet company, you're trying to create unison and uniform when you're in a corps de ballet.
Played percussively, the piano is a bore. If I go to a concert and someone plays like that I have two choices: go home or go to sleep. The goal is to make the piano sing, sing, sing.
I wonder if I don't give too much of myself to writing: I am always half where I am; the other half is feeding the furnace, kick-starting the heat of creativity. I am making love with someone but at the same time I'm noticing how this graceful hand across my belly might just fit in with the memory of lilacs in Albuquerque in 1974.
He who pretends to be either painter or engraver without being a master of drawing is an imposter.
She had caprices of a marvellous unexpectedness, and how is any one to imitate a caprice?
Beauty is like a train that ceaselessly roars out of the Gare de Lyon and which I know will never leave, which has not left. It consists of jolts and shocks, many of which do not have much importance, but which we know are destined to produce one Shock, which does...The human heart, beautiful as a seismograph...Beauty will be CONVULSIVE or will not be at all.
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