Music is the universal language.
A warm smile is the universal language of kindness.
Music is the universal language of mankind.
Numbers constitute the only universal language.
Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.
Music produces a kind of pleasure which human nature cannot do without.
Feelings or emotions are the universal language and are to be honored. They are the authentic expression of who you are at your deepest place.
Poetry is the universal language which the heart holds with nature and itself. He who has a contempt for poetry, cannot have much respect for himself, or for anything else.
Our approach was very simple. It was about creating a universal language. A show that will be attractive toward every people coming from all over the world. And that was a big thing.
Music expresses that which cannot be put into words.
Painting is the only universal language. All nature is creation's picture book. Painting alone can describe every thing which can be seen, and suggest every emotion which can be felt. Art reaches back into the babyhood of time, and is man's only lasting monument.
What's great is that because math is such a universal language, really, our fans come in all shapes and sizes, all ages and genders and races and backgrounds and cultures.
Realistically, English is a universal language; it's the number one language for music and for communicating with the rest of the world.
Football fans share a universal language that cuts across many cultures and many personality types. A serious football fan is never alone. We are legion, and football is often the only thing we have in common.
Humor is a universal language.
In a world of peace and love, music would be the universal language.
Film is one of the three universal languages, the other two: mathematics and music.
Music is truly the universal language, and when it is excellently expressed how deeply it moves our souls
Every culture has contributed to maths just as it has contributed to literature. It's a universal language; numbers belong to everyone.
Today we all speak, if not the same tongue, the same universal language. There is no one center, and time has lost its former coherence: East and West, yesterday and tomorrow exist as a confused jumble in each one of us. Different times and different spaces are combined in a here and now that is everywhere at once.
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