I liked old time music but what i meant by that was the period from the 1930s through the 60s, nothing before and little after. Performers like fats waller, Sinatra, billie holiday, louis armstrong, rosemary clooney,...

A lot of people ask me where music is going today. I think it’s going in short phrases. If you listen, anybody with an ear can hear that. Music is always changing. It changes because...

Your whispers are gentle echoes that sway ardent winds of harmony and in the symphony of life each word is wrapped in rhapsody… Dance with me within the wind… Let me love You…

His music was an outlet of that romantic energy and sensitivity.

If being an egomaniac means I believe in what I do and in my art or music, then in that respect you can call me that… I believe in what I do, and I’ll say...

If I should ever die, God forbid, let this be my epitaph:THE ONLY PROOF HE NEEDEDFOR THE EXISTENCE OF GODWAS MUSIC

I play until my fingers are blue and stiff from the cold, and then I keep on playing. Until I’m lost in the music. Until I am the music–notes and chords, the melody and harmony....

A man should hear a little music, read a little poetry, and see a fine picture every day of his life, in order that worldly cares may not obliterate the sense of the beautiful which...

I believe that all of these studies, activities and outings are memorable in their own way, and that they do have subtle effects on our lives. On a deep level, what we see as art,...

Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imaginationand life to everything.

I shall never be converted, and I shall remain true to my old religion of the classics until my life’s end.

There was once a fiddler who played so beauitully that everybody danced. A deaf man who could not hear the music considered them all insane. Those who are with Jesus in suffering hear this music...

Though a lifetime of listening to the music of the world has passed, even now the tone of the rain on the roof of my home is the sweetest sound I have ever heard.

I set out on a narrow way many years ago, hoping I would find true love along the broken road

When I was younger, I would cling to life because life was at the top of the turning wheel. But like the song of my gypsy girl, the great wheel turns over and lands on...

I love a boy with sun-kissed hair,With ocean storms in his bright blue eyes,I love a boy who drinks my tears when I cry.

Listen! Before you can fully understand the notes, dear boy, you must first understand the space you will place them in. Space can be seen as the birthplace of all things. That is why all...

También en su mundo distante, más distante que la propia luna, la música era capaz de penetrar y hacer milagros.

Well, I’m a painter, I was trained as a painter…I seem to have spent a little less time painting than I might’ve done…But it didn’t transcend the feeling of playing at UFO and those sort...

Who needs to be a Phoenix for rebirth? One simply requires themselves and an instrument to clean the slate and start over, perhaps create their own world where everything is better..

Jobs had begun to drop acid by then, and he turned Brennan on to it as well, in a wheat field just outside Sunnyvale. “It was great,” he recalled. “I had been listening to a...

The Best Music you can ever hear in your Life is Silence — silence of yourself, silence of your loved ones

We need conscious entertainment that engage and influence its consumer to rational thinking.

I am sure that music was never meant to sound this harsh, this painful.

Somebody get me a cheeseburger!

As I have said before, I had no illusions about my performing ability. But I did not know that my despair was brought about not because I had no talent but because I did not...

The silence gets us nowhere, nowhere way to fast

My hands moved up and down the keyboard, summoning great waves of music, each one crested with sorrow, loneliness, and anger. Tides of emotion rose and fell, gradually finding their way down my arms and...

Music is the emotions that words can not express.

Many people don’t realize the connection between music and literature and I’m here to tell them that it does exist!

If I were not a physicist, I would probably be a musician. I often think in music. I live my daydreams in music. I see my life in terms of music.

Cooking is a way of listening to the radio.

Music connects us to beautiful feelings of love, fullness, wholeness and unity

We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of dreams.

sometimes music isn’t just a bunch of sounds and lyrics, sometimes it’s more than that: a time machine…

I’ve found that no matter what life throws at me, music softens the blow.

Music is much like fucking, but some composers can’t climax and others climax too often, leaving themselves and the listener jaded and spent.

We all fall sometime, you’re not the first. I know it hurts. In the end, you’ll find what you deserve.

We get a little further from perfection, each year on the road,I guess that’s what they call character,I guess that’s just the way it goes,better to be dusty than polished,like some store window mannequin,why don’t...

He was waiting for me at the best table in the room, toying with a glass of white wine and listening to the pianist who was playing a piece by Granados with velvet fingers.

Frequent friction when love becomes political.

Repetition draws us into music, and repetition draws music into us.

You fondle my trigger, then you blame my gun

Le nace a uno cierta melodía, la canta uno silenciosamente, en el interior solamente; toda la naturaleza individual se posesiona de la tonada y se deja uno llevar por ella por su fuerza y emotividad,...

For someone so conflicted, who am I to give advice to anybody? It’s such a funny, grandiose idea

My home will never be a place, but a state of mind, which I find through my music.

The trouble with poetry is it’s often written to the sound of a drum only the poet may hear; nonetheless, blessed are those poets who always manage to find unshakeable pleasure in their own works.

I vacuumed my piano, hoping to soak up the last of the concertos. I should sell musical sponges, for the lover in the kitchen in all of us.

[The Head of Radio Three] had been ensnared by the Music Director of the college and a Professor of Philosophy. These two were busy explaining to the harassed man that the phrase “too much Mozart”...

Music is a holy place, a cathedral so majestic that we can sense the magnificence of the universe.