Quotes About Beauty

Wilderness. The word itself is music.

That's what I love. Not being interrupted, sitting in a car by myself and listening to music in the rain. There are so many great songs yet to sing

The song of thrush and blackbird, joy that falls so gently on the ears to celebrate another day of life and living, flying free.

A stone is frozen music

Music is colorless. It's for everybody, it's for the world, it's for everybody to enjoy.

The music of Mozart is of such purity and beauty that one feels he merely found it - that it has always existed as part of the inner beauty of the universe waiting to be revealed.

There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass.

We were made to enjoy music, to enjoy beautiful sunsets, to enjoy looking at the billows of the sea and to be thrilled with a rose that is bedecked with dew.

What a pity flowers can utter no sound!-A singing rose, a whispering violet, a murmuring honeysuckle ... oh, what a rare and exquisite miracle would these be!

Would you destroy Something perfect in order to make it beautiful?

Music is at its best when it is pleasingly melancholic.

I was listening to a lot of Norwegian black metal and death metal. There's a great history to Norwegian black metal. That music is very dark and violent, but it's also beautiful.

So imagine that the lovely moon is playing just for you - everything makes music if you really want it to.

All of heaven we have below.

From a very early period of my life I have derived the highest enjoyment from listening to music, especially to melody, which is to me the most pleasing form of composition.

Music first and last should sound well, should allure and enchant the ear. Never mind the inner significance.

All is beautiful and unceasing, all is music and reason, and all, like diamond, is carbon first, then light.

All poetry and music, and art of every true sort, bears witness to man's continual falling in love with beauty and his desperate attempt to induce beauty to live with him and enrich his common life.

I am comforted by the assurance that there will be beautiful music in heaven, and for that I am most grateful.

I think that's what's really beautiful about music, that it is little pieces of your heart and soul.

Hear the music, the thunder of the wings. Love the wild swan.

Music is the pathway to the heart.

The hooves of the horse! Oh! witching and sweet is the music earth steals from the iron-shod feet; no whisper of love, no trilling of bird, can stir me as hooves on the horse have stirred.

Music can be made anywhere, is invisible and does not smell.