Quotes by : Ella Leya

The external evils are nothing compared to the evils that we harbor in our souls.

My fingers traced the melody on an invisible keyboard—my usual way to connect with the music, to feel....

The hurt is the place where the music enters you.

Jealousy knows neither morality nor empathy.

Music is not in the notes but in what is between them.

Once upon a time, when the evil spirit of darkness reigned over the Land of Azerbaijan, hiding the sun....

Evil tempts every soul, but a weak soul tempts evil.

By the time I turned fifteen, Communism had become my religion.

Destiny is a stubborn maiden. She likes herself just the way she is.

Something flickered in the distance, dressing the darkness in a soft veil of blue. Out of the blue came....