Quotes About Melody

I love to run my fingers o'er the keys, the ivories.

The Harmonica is the world's best-selling musical instrument. You're welcome.

aretha with no goals, eternally single & one step soft of heaven/ let it be understood that she owns this melody along with her emotional diplomats & her earth & her musical secrets

Poetry is a rich, full-bodied whistle, cracked ice crunching in pails, the night that numbs the leaf, the duel of two nightingales, the sweet pea that has run wild, Creation's tears in shoulder blades.

Through its inborn faculty of hearing, poetry seeks the melody of nature amid the noise of the dictionary, then, picking it out like picking out a tune, it gives itself up to improvisation on that theme.

It was like music, the kind her parents listened to, with violins and other old instruments starting almost silently then growing before you noticed it into a huge noise.

nie jestem pewnien, czy na Twojej piÄ™ciolinii rozumienia jestem w stanie zapisa? nuty mojej melodii. Chyba nie ma takiego klucza wiolinowego, od którego mógÅ'bym rozpocz??.

Piš?al Neskon?nega neprenehoma igra, njen zvok je ?ista ljubezen. Ko se ljubezen osvobodi spon, seže po resnici. Kako širno se razlega ta zven! Nima konca in ni? mu ne stoji napoti. Podoba te melodije sije kakor milijone sonc. To brenkalo je brez primere- brenkalo, ki oddaja note resnice.

Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself. To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night. To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving.

Somewhere, somewhere far away, deeper than every plummet sound, I heard the melody of fairyland, Feyland, that strange waltz from my dreams. It was playing for me. It was willing me to be brave. - Breena Malloy from Bitter Frost by Kailin Gow

My favorite song is 'No Air,' a duet I did with Chris Brown. I don't want to sound weird or anything, but I listen to it a lot - it's always on my iPod!

I love a lot of Irish folk music and Irish folk songs.

People, irrespective of the language they speak, love good music.

Lately I've been listening to some classical music again, some jazz.

I like to listen to classical music... I like mainline jazz.

And I used to listen to a lot of jazz.

Classical music is the kind we keep thinking will turn into a tune.

Dolphins] produce signature whistles, which are high-pitched sounds with a modulation that is unique for each individual [...]. Females keep the same melody for the rest of their lives, whereas males adjust theirs to those of their closest buddies, so that the calls within a male alliance sound alike. (p. 262)

The Song of Love, the Song of Hate, the Songs of Praise and of Thanksgiving; I've learned them all, but there remains one called the Melody of Living.

Not, perhaps, so elegant as your Berkeley Square, but sometimes, even here, you can hear a Nightingale sing.

Architecture in general is frozen music.

There probably are very few perfect tracks—tracks that never grow old and never cease to cause wonder. From the '70s and '80s, the following songs immediately spring to my mind as candidates: "The Battle of Evermore," "Spirit of Eden," "In Memory of Elizabeth Reed," "Close to the Edge," "In Your Eyes," "Thick as a Brick," "Cinema Show," "Echoes," and "The Killing Moon.

It's going to be painful." "It's a fun tradition." "So was witch-burning," Melody said. "Unless you were the witch.

Love . . . love is like a classical melody.' Shallan grinned. 'If you end your performance too quickly, your audience is disappointed?' 'Shallan!' Balat said. Wikim, however, was rolling on the ground.