not for how they look, but for how they see.” — Frau Feuerameise Eye on the Serengeti, photo by Mary O’Connor “Look into my eyes and hear what I’m not saying, for my eyes speak louder than my voice ever will.” — Unknown “I think she has an old soul in her … More “My eyes are my favorite part of me;
“Its tongue speaks through our feet, our ears, our heart, every miniscule stretch of our soul. Its voice is one of dreams, of hope. … Music is a language that is always present, if only in the blood of our veins and recesses of our memory. If we are quiet, we will hear it in … More Music is a language all its own.