Love sounds like a trumpet mimicking a trombone. That’s one of my hobbies, when I’m not impersonating statues of mimes.

I want to write a song about one man’s level of commitment called, “I’d walk to the edge of the world, just to dump your body.

And in the background of Early’s story was her voice. Her soul. Her sadness and longing. Because when it’s raining, it’s always Billie Holiday. p. 81

Chester’s playing filled the station. Like ripples around a stone dropped into still water, the circles of silence spread out from the newsstand. And as people listened, a change came over their faces. Eyes that...

Let me tell you something: when you dance, you are the greatest dancer who has ever lived. And when you sing, you will have the courage to raise your voice to the heavens, knowing that...

Music is the soundtrack of our lives.

Music is what I have to do, I only answer the questions so that I can do it.

Stop comparing yourself to others. You have your own race to run. Finish well.

My friends joke that I’m dead until I get onstage. I’m dead right now as you’re speaking to me.

In the deep Mysteries of the world, their belong time, still unexplored and to be explored.

Music is the weapon in the war against unhappiness.

Too bad people can’t always be playing music, maybe then there wouldn’t be any more wars.

Out of sorrow entire worlds have been builtOut of longing great wonders have been willed

To me you are a work of art, and I would give you my heart – that’s if I had one.

Can you squeeze me into an empty page of your diary and psychologically save me?

I have my own particular sorrows, loves, delights; and you have yours. But sorrow, gladness, yearning, hope, love, belong to all of us, in all times and in all places. Music is the only means...

You Don’t Have To Be A Crook To Be Successful!

I’ve got a theory, it could be bunnies…I’ve got a theor-Bunnies aren’t just cute like everybody supposesThey’ve got them hoppy legs and twitchy little noses.And what’s with all the carrots-?What do they need such good...

If we could only turn back time

You have to, take a deep breath. and allow the music to flow through you. Revel in it, allow yourself to awe. When you play allow the music to break your heart with its beauty.

Doing what you love is freedom. Loving what you do is happiness.

80s music sounds so 80s now. But in the 80s, it just sounded like music.

Music is energy. A mood, atmosphere. Feeling.

They’re events you remember all your life, like your first real orgasm. And the whole purpose of the absurd, mechanically persistent involvement with recorded music is the pursuit of that priceless moment. So it’s not...

Ah, that shows you the power of music, that magician of magician, who lifts his wand and says his mysterious word and all things real pass away and the phantoms of your mind walk before...

Music is the art of thinking with sounds.

When someone asks me what a song is about, it’s like, I feel like I might ruin it if you ask me that. I feel like I did my best to explain the song in...

If you’re going to play it out of tune, then play it out of tune properly.

God is love, and music is the language of love; therefore, music is the language of God. Music is a language more profound than words. How often have you heard a great piece of music...

It was a kind of sado-masochism. I would take the things that were painful to me and elevate them and, through the mantra of music, make them into a release.

Call bitch a bitch , no fucking reasons

Strange how potent cheap music is.

Life…was much like a song. In the beginning there is mystery, in the end there is confirmation, but it’s in the middle where all the emotion resides to make the whole thing worthwhile.

It’s better to burn out than fade away,” but these memories could be deceptive.

Hey Jude, don’t make it bad, take a sad song and make it better.

We’re deaf men working as musicians; we play the music but we can’t hear it.

If you feel so emptySo used up, so let downIf you feel so angrySo ripped off so stepped onYou’re not the only oneRefusing to back downYou’re not the only oneSo get up

If I were to begin life again, I would devote it to music. It is the only cheap and unpunished rapture upon earth.

When played together, love is music in life

Music originated from God and was created solely for his worship, his glory, and his pleasure.

Does anybody know how I feel?Sometimes I’m numb…Sometimes I’m overcome…Does anybody care what’s going on?Do I have to wear my scarsLike a badge on my arm?For you to see meI need to release

music heard so deeplyThat it is not heard at all, butyou are the musicWhile the music lasts.

Beginnings of youth to growth of adolescence till autumn of life; every step journeyed with blossomed smiles wearing my dancing shoes.

Do you realize why is it I’m so driven to operate within the Establishment? It’s vengeance. ‘Hope I die before I get old’ is something I still have to live with, but not for the...

I was never very good with either my hands or feet. It always seemed to me they’d just been stuck on as an afterthought during my making. Dreams didn’t translate through sports, or music, dancing,...

If I cannot fly, let me sing.

Am I the reason you breatheOr am I the reason you cry?

Everybody told me this ‘girl on the piano’ thing was never going to work.

Excuse me if I have/some place in my mind/where I go time to time.

What’s all this about sin, eh?”That,’ I said, very sick. ‘Using Ludwig van like that. He did no harm to anyone. Beethoven just wrote music.’ And then I was really sick and they had to...