To one who loves birds, morning always wakes up singing.
I could write about how I feel when I sing, write and create something from heartbreak, sorrow, sadness or just simply nothingness. How nothingness can become the most beautiful, unexplainable feeling that makes you forget...
My singing led into acting, and that is how I discovered acting.
I love getting dressed up, but I want to be remembered for my singing.
There is delight in singing, though none hear beside the singer.
Glorious is the Voice of Man, and sweet is the music of the harp.
I started rejecting the proper way to sing and I started singing.
After being so bad I could hear the angels singing.