Every night I used to pray that I’d find my people, and finally I did on the open road.We had nothing to lose, nothing to gain, nothing we desired anymore, except to make our lives...

Follow through.Make your dreams come true.Don’t give up the fight.You will be alright.Cause there’s no one like you in the universe

The Runaway Five’s obvious influence is The Blues Brothers. During localization, their black and white suits were made more colorful to avoid legal action from Universal Pictures or the film’s producers. When I told my...

Concert pianists get to be quite chummy with dead composers. They can’t help it. Classical music isn’t just music. It’s a personal diary. An uncensored confession in the dead of night. A baring of the...

People nowadays think that scientists exist to instruct them, poets, musicians, etc. to give them pleasure. The idea that these have something to teach them – that does not occur to them.

Keep it weird. They’ll get it later.

Music is only love looking for words.

The effects of good music are not just because it’s new; on the contrary music strikes us more the more familiar we are with it.

Music links us humans, heart to heart…Across time and space, and life and death.

Music makes one feel so romantic – at least it always gets on one’s nerves – which is the same thing nowadays.

Deep within I’m shaken by the violence of existing for only you…

are sweet music in a distant room.

Love conquers all,” murmured Kim. “I heard it in a song, so it must be true.

A song nobody likes is a sad thing. But a love song nobody likes is hardly a thing at all.

I think of hip hop as a mass media, radio, MTV thing. It’s been extremely relevant over the last 10 years and rock music is just not anymore—-a tear rolls down my cheek as I...

Everybody has that point in their life where you hit a crossroads and you’ve had a bunch of bad days and there’s different ways you can deal with it and the way I dealt with...

A half-dead thing in a stark, dead world, clean mad for the muck called gold;While high overhead, green, yellow and red, the North Lights swept in bars?-Then you’ve a hunch was the music meant…hunger and...

Eliza, you can’t judge a man solely on his actions. Sometimes actions are nothing more than reactions.

And I thought about how many people have loved those songs. And how many people got through a lot of bad times because of those songs. And how many people enjoyed good times with those...

Not for the first time, it occurred to me that sorrow could be purified into song the same way a piece of coal is purified into a diamond.

I heard the universe as an oratorio sung by a master choir of stars, accompanied by the orchestra of the planets and the percussion of satellites and moons. The aria they performed was a song...

Music is our bidet, man.

World seems like a void of silence every time footsteps are deprived of dancing shoes.

I said I’m selfish, I’m a liar and I’m brokenShit runs through my head every day that I would never tell anyoneYou’re just like meThe only difference is that I’m honest enough to scream my...

Evil may be ‘unscientific’ but so is a song or a smile.

Music expresses feeling and thought, without language; it was below and before speech, and it is above and beyond all words.

Music is a total constant. That’s why we have such a strong visceral connection to it, you know? Because a song can take you back instantly to a moment, or a place, or even a...

What are words without the melody?

The world is simple in a complex way.

For the most basic assumption that dictated my early attempts to respond to creative music commentary was the mistaken belief that western journalists had some fundamental understanding of black creativity—or even western creativity—but this assumption...

To do what you love and are passionate about is a dream come true, My life is consumed by music and entertainment— and it’s the best life I could ever hope for.

For some reason, the sight of snow descending on fire always makes me think of the ancient world – legionaries in sheepskin warming themselves at a brazier: mountain altars where offerings glow between wintry pillars;...

He not busy being born is busy dying.

He had always wanted to write music, and he could give no other identity to the thing he sought. If you want to know what it is, he told himself, listen to the first phrases...

Words are music to the ears, alone or together, with or without melody.

Love songs or poetry?Ambrose: Love songs–you get the best of both, poetry set to music.And you can’t dance to poetry.

The Only Way Out Is To DIE!!!!

Your voice has haunted every inch of my soul since the last time I heard it…my world had been so dark, void of sound and then I heard you sing again—and it exploded. Everything came...

He was able to sit in silence for long stretches without feeling a need to make small talk.

That’s the thing about jazz: it’s free flowing, it comes from your soul.

Ah, the magic of music, with it, all things are possible.

He had a theory that musicians are incredibly complex, and know far less than other artists what they want and what they are; that they puzzle themselves as well as their friends; that their psychology...

I’ve just come to my room, Livy darling, I guess this was the memorable night of my life. By George, I never was so stirred since I was born. I heard four speeches which I...

If we are in a general way permitted to regard human activity in the realm of the beautiful as a liberation of the soul, as a release from constraint and restriction, in short to consider...

It’s asking for trouble to listen to music alone.

Music without soul is a sound but sound with a soul is music

Where words leave off, music begins.

I think I should have no other mortal wants, if I could always have plenty of music. It seems to infuse strength into my limbs and ideas into my brain. Life seems to go on...

Truth is the ultimate power. When the truth comes around, all the lies have to run and hide.

Jaxton met his gaze for just a second, then scowled and turned away.The recognition in that look was painful; years of recollections and long forgottenemotions buzzed through his brain. Ashamed of the flare of attraction...