Grace abounds in contemporary movies, books, novels, films and music. If God is not in the whirlwind, He may be in a Woody Allen film, or a Bruce Springsteen concert. Most people understand imagery and...

Musicians add to songs and they evolve: For as was true of human effort, there was never advancement. Everything added meant something lost, and about as often as not the thing lost was preferable to...

I looked at an angel today, but the angel could not see me. The angel was more amazing than beautiful, like the best forgotten dream.

The Fact That You Have The Ability To Stand On Stage And Sing While You’re Crying Is So Brave.

Yet the laboriously sought musical epiphany rarely compares to the unsought, even unwanted tune whose ambush is violent and sudden: the song the cab driver was tuned to, the song rumbling from the speaker wedged...

When I played Lady Day, I took Aba onstage with me as a joke. He started singing—in tune!—and the audience loved it.Eartha Kitt, when asked what tricks her poodle did.

I mentally shake hands with you for your answer, despite its inaccuracy.” Mr. Rochester

… but I believe that music can change a life, because it changed mine.

An intellectual snob is someone who can listen to the William Tell Overture and not think of The Lone Ranger.

Musically, he was like an old man in a boy’s skin.

The physical impact of taiko music, along with the sheer visual poetry of a choreographed ensemble presenting its music in perfect synchrony, is so powerful and inviting that taiko is beginning to catch on as...

Gute Reise, Gute Reise.Ein Jahr vergeht wie ein Moment.Und komm gesund zurück.Gute Reise, Gute Reise.Keine Grenze, die uns trennt.Und komm gesund zurück, komm gesund zurück.

I must kill some memories,the heavy ones first and aftermake righteous of my un-even soul.

Though some may think there should be a separation between art/music and politics, it should be reinforced that art can be a form of nonviolent protest.

Only time will set you free, just like me

My personal hobbies are reading, listening to music, and silence.

Droplets of yes and no, in an ocean of maybe.

I can play the trumpet, but only if I have a sufficient quantity of anal lube.

I play the only instrument that takes in music rather than propelling it out: the ear trumpet. Don’t bother snickering at me—I am deaf to your mockery.

Keep music and art alive in our schools because the greatness of a country is not measured by wars that are won, by territory annexed or even the size of a deficit. It is measured...

The harmonica has musical wind, and is the breath of soul. It’s like a sad, lonely I love you lost in the breeze.

The Day is DoneThe day is done, and the darknessFalls from the wings of Night,As a feather is wafted downwardFrom an eagle in his flight.I see the lights of the villageGleam through the rain and...

I walk like a guitar being strummed, and I love like cheese being forced through a grater. I like my nachos covered in melted music.

Some people have lives; some people have music.

When you make music or write or create, it’s really your job to have mind-blowing, irresponsible, condomless sex with whatever idea it is you’re writing about at the time.

it’s not about what to think,it’s about how to think.

nothing is accomplished by writing a piece of musicnothing is accomplished by hearing a piece of musicnothing is accomplished by playing a piece of musicour ears are now in excellent condition.

There’s something beautifully friendly and elevating about a bunch of guys playing music together. This wonderful little world that is unassailable. It’s really teamwork, one guy supporting the others, and it’s all for one purpose,...

But I know just what it feels like to have a voice in the back of my head, like a face that I hold inside, face that awakes when I close my eyes, face that...

People worry about kids playing with guns, and teenagers watching violent videos; we are scared that some sort of culture of violence will take them over. Nobody worries about kids listening to thousands – literally...

I’m tired again, I’ve tried again, and now my heart is full.And I just can’t explain…so I won’t even try to.

Why would anyone pay for writing anymore when there’s Facebook and why would anyone pay for music anymore when there’s YouTube.

There is so much more to the notes being strum from his guitar, behind everything is raw emotion, and it’s proof that he is human. That his heart beats just like mine and that sadness...

He could tell by the way animals walked that they were keeping time to some kind of music. Maybe it was the song in their own hearts that they walked to.

I am kind of majoring in bull shitting.

Personally, I like to imagine the Godhead dancing it a rhythm of its own, something even grander than a waltz, touching, tasting, smelling, seeing, and hearing, creating wonder after wonder, and when it’s finished, looking...

My thoughts of you are a rainbow in splashing ocean waves…appearing…disappearing in sacred depths of skies the grasps of mine reach to the highest… Will you, ah, long for kissing me tonight? so I could...

The music never leaves. Once you have it, you can’t lose it.

For better or for worse, music is the language of memory. It is also the language of love.

You can put off your dreams, your desires, your careers, your farms. You can avoid your responsibilities, obligations, promises, and sovereign rights. But any person who wants to make music, and doesn’t, is a goddamned...

Music is, to me, proof of the existence of God. It is so extraordinarily full of magic, and in tough times of my life I can listen to music and it makes such a difference.

Nature’s music is never over; her silences are pauses, not conclusions.

My teacher, Ben Johnston, was convinced that our tuning is responsible for much of our cultural psychology, the fact that we are so geared toward progress and action and violence and so little attuned to...

Often the right path is the one that may be hardest for you to follow. But the hard path is also the one that will make you grow as a human being.

I would teach children music, physics, and philosophy; but most importantly music, for the patterns in music and all the arts are the keys to learning

That was how we spoke, my mother and I: in puns and games and rhymes. In, you might say, lyrics. This was our tragedy. We were language’s magpies by nature, stealing whatever sounded bright and...

What you see is kinda what you get with me. I’m a very real person, or I hope to be, anyway. I don’t have nothing to hide

Stephen had been put to sleep in his usual room, far from children and noise, away in that corner of the house which looked down to the orchard and the bowling-green, and in spite of...

Speaking unspoken words,music is a good way to say.

To me, the greatest pleasure of writing is not what it’s about, but the music the words make.