All You Need Is Love” in homage to their memory.

I am running and singing and when it’s raining I’m the only one left on the open street, smiling with my eyes fixed on the sky because it’s cleaning me. I’m the one on the...

I always thought I’d make a great backup singer. I don’t practice. It’s just pure talent.

He who sings scares away his woes.

See, some people politely encourage their tone-deaf friends to sing. Some people even convince them to go on live television and audition for national competitions. But me? I am not that friend.

Chris was in the rocker, fully clothed, and was strumming idly onCory’s guitar. “Dance, ballerina, dance,” he softly chanted, and hissinging voice wasn’t bad at all. Maybe we could work as musicians—atrio -if Carrie ever...

Her silent singing wrapped around the story she was telling herself, which she extended further every night on the deck. (Averill often told herself stories– the activity seemed to her as unavoidable as dreaming.) Her...

She had a woman’s swagger at twelve-and-a-half. Hair: strawberry-blonde, and I vaguely recall a daisy in the crook of her ear. She was an inch taller than me, two with the ponytail; smooth cheeks and...

I was always singing to myself, but I never ever performed, and I never told anyone I liked to sing. So it was a definitely a new adventure going in to audition for ‘Glee.’

When a group of people sing together, we make up a chorus. When birds do, it’s more like a whole symphony orchestra.

Great people will always be mocked by those who feel smaller than them. A lion does not flinch at laughter coming from a hyena. A gorilla does not budge from a banana thrown at it...

A choir is made up of many voices, including yours and mine. If one by one all go silent then all that will be left are the soloists.Don’t let a loud few determine the nature...

There is another alphabet, whispering from every leaf, singing from every river, shimmering from every sky.

I sing into burritos like they’re microphones. If you want my autograph, you’re going to have to wait until the end of the concert.

To one who loves birds, morning always wakes up singing.

If you wish to make good art, then you must believe you already do. Otherwise, you will never be good enough.

The Siren waits thee, singing song for song.

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...

I’d rather you shot at tin cans in the back yard, but i know you’ll go after birds. Shoot all the bluejays you want, if you can hit ’em, but remember it’s a sin to...

I wish that life could be carefree, sunny, never cloudy- But you said that I would be in Your arms when things get crazy- so when the storm doesn’t go away- I have decided to...

I couldn’t help thinkin’ if she was as far out o’ town as she was out o’ tune, she wouldn’t get back in a day.

Sing, then. Sing, indeed, with shoulders back, and head up so that song might go to the roof and beyond to the sky. Mass on mass of tone, with a hard edge, and rich with...

And all meet in singing, which braids together the different knowings into a wide and subtle music, the music of living.

The night seemed suddenly defiled by the absence of music, as if the silence itself was injecting a sickness that only another song could cure.

Centuries of perfectly-pitched heartbreak resound through Les’ microphone as Stella and I embrace in a slow dance.

My singing led into acting, and that is how I discovered acting.

I never thought I would be singing for the world.

Nowadays what isn’t worth saying is sung.(Aujourd’hui ce qui ne vaut pas la peine d’être dit, on le chante.)

Neruda had his first dream, First meeting with the Moon and the Sun In sunny La Mancha, hiding in his heart,Where he learned how to sing like a nightingale.

I make love like an albino sings—softly, and from sunset to sunrise (except in Alaska).

Singing the songs, writing the lyrics, emotioning the words; that is all I can do for love.

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.

The wine must have done its job, because I am relaxed and finally at ease. Yes, it’s definitely the wine. Otherwise I wouldn’t have started singing out of the blue in a million years.

So many people out there can probably sing very good – all they need to do is just drop their inhibitions. That’s why most people do their singing in the shower.

Brian came in heavy at that moment on his guitar, the rapid, high-pitched squeal ranging back and forth as his fingers flew along the frets. As the intro’s tempo grew more rapid, Bekka heard Derek’s...

Are you asking me if there is a god?’ he said, still in that soft voice. ‘All I can say is, I believe there is. I feel him when I sing. He has responded to...

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.

If you feel like singing along, don’t.

After being so bad I could hear the angels singing.

Take to the Sky,” but the rest of the time blurred after I drank absinthe with the Captain.

What I like about singing is that, for me, it’s a substitute for the psychiatrist’s couch.

I thought that some of the hymns bespoke the true religion of the place. The people didn’t really want to be saints of self-deprivation and hatred of the world. They knew that the world would...

While you’re singing something romantic, I can’t get the lyrics to ‘Love and Marriage’ out of my head, and that tune always reminds me of the jingle from Jeopardy.

I make love like a flower sings. That’s hyperbole, because flowers don’t sing—they only play the guitar.

A person can drop dead even while singing. But that’s no reason to stop singing.

When I paint, I definitely live in the present, like someone in a shower whistling or singing.

She let the fear burn inside her like fuel, making her voice even stronger.

Popular culture is a place where pity is called compassion, flattery is called love, propaganda is called knowledge, tension is called peace, gossip is called news, and auto-tune is called singing.