I didn’t go through the routine of singing in small clubs and doing open mics and working so hard the way a lot of people do and did. It was just an overnight kind of...

Rainbows paint the sky ‘til the sun melts their colors.Swinging in the wind, whiskered cattails purr.The pigs gallop by and snort at the moon,While frogs kiss the lizards and princesses too.”

If I cannot fly, let me sing.

People think that I popped out of my mother’s womb singing ‘Chasing Pavements’.

It’s fun singing with other people who are really good singers. There’s something kind of poignant about braiding a couple vocals.

If I wasn’t singing, I’d probably be, probably an accountant.

Beautiful songs could sometimes take a person out of themselves and carry them away to a place of magic. But when Jill sang, it was not about the song, really. She could sing the phone...

For years and years, Christians have been singing about their wandering hearts. Our hearts need to be recalibrated and realigned and reoriented by God.

I am a free soul, singing my heart out by myself no matter where I go and I call strangers my friends because I learn things and find ways to fit them into my own...

I put the sing in single—especially when I’m in the shower. Does anybody have any requests they’d like to shout out while the water’s getting hot? As always, silence all cell phones during the duration...

I’m not a huge musical fan. It’s like when people just jump out singing; it’s not real.

Broadway is a tough, tough arena for singing.

If I’m not around I hope you’ll remember me and together we will hold on to our favorite song.

Singing is my life. It has always been my life. It will always be my life.

In high school I used to sing in the shower. None of the football players liked it, because they were all naked and I was in a tuxedo.

An album is such a personal thing. It’s something I always wanted to do. It’s me doing me, singing as me.

I…I sang,” she whispered, “if that matters,” and Karou felt her heart pulled to pieces. This Misbegotten warrior, fiercest of them all, had crouched in an icy stream bed to sing a chimera soul into...

New Song”For You, ManuelitaInside the HorizonSOMEONE WAS SINGING The voice Is not known WHERE DOES IT COME FROM Among the branches No one is to be seen The moon itself was an ear And one...

I started out singing covers. I’ve sung a lot of ’em and love a lot of ’em.

Singing is my passion, regardless of anything else that I’ve ever done. That’s the one thing that no one can ever take away from me is my voice, and that is what I really want...

Who wants to be the unsung heroes of my voiceless choir quartet? We’re the Helen Kellers, and I’m holding auditions with oven mitts, because they’re sure to be hot.

It is not only me devoted to your kindness and beauty; walk in the gardens, you will find birds singing your name.

I will always be singing.

When I was a child, Mama had the best voice of all the members of the church. She had loved to sing. Her words had soared like an angel’s over the swells of the organ....

no, you will never do that, that’s not you, not who I know, not who I thought you were”, and I will say “watch me”.

I sing karaoke like I drink coffee. If my words come out a bit gargled, relax, that’s precisely how Hootie and the Blowfish is supposed to sound.

Singing was my first passion. Whenever I sing, I’m always so happy.

Singing has never been particularly easy for me.

Singing with children in the schools has been the most rewarding experience of my life.

I miss singing. I did Broadway forever.

Elvish singing is not a thing to miss, in June under the stars, not if you care for such things.

If I didn’t start singing in the cabarets and on my albums, I could have never even tried something like ‘Capone.’

It was the only lullaby she would ever sing, and it was sung in Hell.

Enjoy the music in your earbuds in your own head. Dancing and singing because you enjoy the tune so much you can’t contain yourself doesn’t amuse others in Starbucks.

My daughter loves singing above all else.

Writing, painting, singing- it cannot stop everything. Cannot halt death in its tracks. But perhaps it can make the pause between death’s footsteps sound and look and feel beautiful, can make the space of waiting...

There’s times when I’m cleaning the kitchen, and while I’m doing that, I’m singing and air guitaring with a broom to ‘You Should Be Dancing.’

That awkward moment when you realize someone was actually home the whole time you were singing on the tops of your lungs.

If everyone started off the day singing, just think how happy they’d be.

Those who wish to sing always find a song.

Am I making something worth while?I’m not sure.I write and I sing and I hear words from time to time about my life and choices making ways, into other lives, other hearts,but am I making...

I had a dream about you. A stadium full of children in glowing white robes were singing your name like little angels, and I wondered who you were to be deserving of such praise. Then...

Why think when you can sing?

Music had always had the ability to help ease my suffering. I sang a great deal at home. I sang to myself and to Lord Imery. Sometimes, I played the harp to accompany myself. Learning...

I can’t see myself just endlessly singing the same songs over and over again.

hearing women singing about themselves – rather than men singing about women – makes everything seem wonderfully clear, and possible

I love the sound of the trees in the breeze. If the forest is so clearly musical, why can’t it play the guitar while I sing Nirvana covers?

Verse, singing, and speech have a common origin.

Singing is my passion and something that I still love to do and I’m always going to want to do it.

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