My first wife said, ‘It’s either thatguitar or me,’ you know — and I giveyou three guesses which one went.

Music is the universal language of mankind.

They said her duck recipe and the Chinese music were so dramatic everything else sounded anemic.

[T]he truth is that fullness of soul can sometimes overflow in utter vapidity of language, for none of us can ever express the exact measure of his needs or his thoughts or his sorrows; and...

Amy [Winehouse] changed pop music forever, I remember knowing there was hope, and feeling not alone because of her. She lived jazz, she lived the blues.

Let them Teach,Let them learn,let them pray,for the world is theirs.

Which is more musical, a truck passing by a factory or a truck passing by a music school?Are the people inside the school musical and the ones outside unmusical?What if the ones inside can’t hear...

Music is a language that doesn’t speak in particular words. It speaks in emotions, and if it’s in the bones, it’s in the bones.

Music- what a powerful instrument, what a mighty weapon!

A quiet secluded life in the country, with the possibility of being useful to people to whom it is easy to do good, and who are not accustomed to have it done to them; then...

I see the world, it makes me puke,But then I look at you and know,that somewhere there’s a someone who can soothe me.

There’s a club, if you’d like to goYou could meet somebody who really loves you.’So you go, and you stand on your ownAnd you leave on your ownAnd you go home, and you cryAnd you...

permission” to be creative and to be a creator too.

Music; worship and prayer to God.

Music is the truth that everyone do listen, feels, believes and loves.

The bird music sank into her, like a song you used to know but forgot long ago. You hear a piano play it some day, and for a minute you feel a happy pain, but...

Calm, gleam of your emerald kingdom raising my spirit beyond for perspective welcomes a smooth adventure with your golden waves of knowledge and wisdom nurturing the life within…never still, never quiet… Your voice calls out...

I closed my eyes during a flute solo, wishing I could wrap the silvery sound around me like armor.

His smile was like a Dylan album and a cup of coffee on a sunny afternoon

For those of you in the cheap seats I’d like ya to clap your hands to this one; the rest of you can just rattle your jewelry!

Music is … A higher revelation than all Wisdom & Philosophy

There’s a story here.A catastrophic silence where our thoughts and feelings collide …Where your sweetness overrides my senses and our bodies move to the same tune.The same song.The same melody.The same stroke.The same rhythm.It’s our...

For in music there is no material to be deducted.

As I sit here on a snowy morning watching the flakes gently fall outside my window, I look at the 300-year-old building across the street and the beautifully carved angels on its facade. There was...

Musical innovation is full of danger to the State, for when modes of music change, the fundamental laws of the State always change with them.

In a society of increasingly mass-produced, assembly-line entertainment, where every individual is treated like an empty pitcher to be filled from above, jazz retains something of the spirit of the handicrafts of yesteryear. The print...

Each asana is like a sound or letter in an alphabet. Every letter in an alphabet produces a unique sound vibration. Each asana vibrates at a specific frequency. When asanas are performed in sequence, beautiful...

Life dies but forever will there be music. Always.

While silently brooding, I am drawn to the start of a sweet melody that travels to my ear from afar. I smile, reminded that my heart can dance when my feet can’t.

No man sings as beautifully as when his song is accompanied by a woman’s voice.

It seemed hardly feasible that anyone could tune an oil barrel, and even less credible that the barrel could make music like nothing else in the world. She thought those sounds were magic.

Musicians do not have to be believed in. We do not have to be trusted. Our Music speaks for itself without the listener having to know anything about us. Music touches people’s emotions in a...

Funny, cute and kissableI’ve found a girl that makes me lose controlEvery night’s like the first nightNever gettin’ old

Song of myselfWith music strong I come, with my cornets and my drums, I play not marches for accepted victors only, I play marches for conquer’d and slain persons. Have you heard that it was...

My favourite songs from literally all my favourite albums are usually always track 10. Coincidence? Conspiracy? Illuminati? Time will tell.

Texting and phone calls, fireworks, blends, café au lait, and music. Yesterday’s television. Work and beer. The neighbor’s dog, or those strange flowers, the way it smells at Maisen. Those ordinary things I talk about...

If you stand at the window where I stood, if you read the books that I read, if we can be with each other even just like that…then lets, count that as us being together....

Audience of angels descend in the ambiance reciting praises in your glory, when you wear your dance shoes, when you arrive at the stage and with every step you take beneath your feet heaven moves....

You show me what someone listens to, I’ll tell you everything you want to know about his soul. (For instance, a bunch of Nickelback albums would have indicated he never had a soul in the...

The embrace of present and past time, in which English antiquarianism becomes a form of alchemy, engenders a strange timelessness. It is as if the little bird which flew through the Anglo-Saxon banqueting hall, in...

If you want to make beautiful music, you must play the black and the white notes together.

Cause when I hear your name I can not stop cheesing I love you so much that my heart stops beating when you’re leaving And I’m grieving and my heart starts bleeding Life without you...

Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind. Withering my intuition leaving all these opportunities behind. Feed my will to feel this moment urging me to cross the line. Reaching out to embrace...

The proliferation of creative power can transform the world for all of its inhabitants.

If it is art, it is not for all, and if it is for all, it is not art.

Music that gentlier on the spirit lies,Than tired eyelids upon tired eyes.

If you get all tangled up, just tango on.

Then, as tonight, he had felt lonely, but soon had learnt the bounty of such loneliness. The music had breathed to him its message, to him alone amongst these ordinary folk, whispered its gentle secret....

Her voice is raw. She sings from the deepest cracks of her heart and her soul. When she closes her eyes, I know she has lost herself in the music. – Unrequited

I remembered that Beethoven’s symphonies had sometimes been given names… they should have call [the Fifth] the Vampire, because it simply refused to lie down and die.