Although music appeals simply to the emotions, and represents no definite images in itself, we are justified in using any language which may serve to convey to others our musical expressions. Words will often pave the way for the more… — Hugh Reginald Haweis Copy Share Image
Oh, the solitariness of sin! There is nothing like it, except, perhaps, the solitariness of death. In that isolation none can reach you, none… — Hugh Reginald Haweis Copy Share
Although music appeals simply to the emotions, and represents no definite images in itself, we are justified in using any language which may serve… — Hugh Reginald Haweis Copy Share
All good government must begin at home. It is useless to make good laws for bad people; what is wanted is this, to subdue… — Hugh Reginald Haweis Copy Share
No soul is bad enough for a fixed "hell," or good enough for a fixed "heaven," however useful the words may be as pointing… — Hugh Reginald Haweis Copy Share
The time is probably not far distant when music will stand revealed perchance as the mightiest of the arts, and certainly as the one… — Hugh Reginald Haweis Copy Share
The cause of freedom, in music as elsewhere, is now very nearly triumphant; but at a time when its adversaries were many and powerful,… — Hugh Reginald Haweis Copy Share
It is not the business of religion in these days to isolate herself from the world like John the Baptist. She must go down… — Hugh Reginald Haweis Copy Share
After the sleep of death we are to gather up our forces again with the incalculable results of this life, a crown of shame… — Hugh Reginald Haweis Copy Share
Words are poor interpreters in the realms of emotion. When all words end, music begins; when they suggest, it realizes; and hence is the… — Hugh Reginald Haweis Copy Share
Give God the margin of eternity to justify Himself in, and the more we live and know of our own souls and of spiritual… — Hugh Reginald Haweis Copy Share
Love is a many-sided sacrifice; it means thoughtfulness for others; it means putting their good before self-gratification. Love is impulse, no doubt, but true… — Hugh Reginald Haweis Copy Share
It reveals us to ourselves, it represents those modulations and temperamental changes which escape all verbal analysis, it utters what must else remain forever… — Hugh Reginald Haweis Copy Share
Emotion is the atmosphere in which thought is steeped, that which lends to thought its tone or temperature, that to which thought is often… — Hugh Reginald Haweis Copy Share
