Quotes About Singing

It's the basic rule of musicals: Characters sing when their emotions become so intense that they can't do anything else.

I've always loved singing, and wanted to do musicals. Watching them as a child was what convinced me that I wanted to be a professional.

It is jazz music that called me to be a musician and I have always sang the songs that moved me the most.

If I could be a musician, I'd do it. I love singing.

When I first started in Malaysia, having a Muslim Malay girl singing and holding a guitar was new to everyone. Even Muslims there had issues with it; they found it weird.

Music is my soul, and I love singing and dancing, but being on the road is not a real way of life for me anymore.

It's not as much fun to go to karaoke alone, but when you do it through the Internet or on your MySpace page, then you can share it with people.

Most of the time in Nashville, you're so replaceable. Anybody can get another nice-looking guy to sing a country song.

Most people have to learn the words to the National Anthem before they sing it. I learned these words when I was a child in elementary school, so this is something that's been embedded in me ever since I was an adult.

The thing about the national anthem is that it's actually a pretty difficult song to sing for anybody.

Latin is beautiful and has become something of an international language, but there is also something about singing in your native language that has meaning.

I feel like I was always singing. Since I could speak, I could sing. It came very naturally. In school, I was always singing in choruses and choirs. I always loved to sing; it was something to fun to do.

The evangelical Old Testament biblical scholar Christopher Wright states the matter even more strongly: "We are listening, not to a single voice, not even to a single choir in harmony, but to several choirs singing different songs with some protest groups jamming in the wings."[113]

The silence in the cabin was broken by the hum of night creatures singing to one another. The sun was setting, and the land was once more theirs. Air filled lungs, a chest rose and fell, a heart began to beat.

Listen to them. The wolves. They're singing to him, for him. They know he's hurt." Jacques opened the car door for her. His dark eyes, so like Mikhail's, slid over her. "You are very unusual." "So Mikhail says.

The Germans have a poem to the effect that when you hear singing you may lie down in peace, for evil men have no songs. The Nazis were using this as one more camouflage, but for Lanny tonight it held good.

Chantez, riez; soyez heureux, soyes célèbres; Chacun de vous sers bientôt dans les ténèbres. Sing, laugh; be happy, be famous; Each one of you will soon be in the darkness.

The sunshine was delightful, the foliage gently astir, more from the activity of birds than from the breeze. One gallant little bird, doubtless lovelorn, was singing his heart out at the top of a tall tree.

For all my dreams of complex new beginnings and convoluted endings, it can be as easy as this: a boy singing hymns again.

Ah, a nightingale.

Any more motherly attention and I could end up strapped to a table in Ward B singing 'I Gotta Be Me.

singing along with the radio. It was blasting a song by the Butthole Surfers.

This is the story of the curse and the kiss, the demon and the girl. It's a love story with dancing and death in it, and singing and souls and shadows reeled out on kite strings.

Some men good providers, got a way with the soil or a trade. Some men been given a singing voice take you to glory, or magic in they bodies to move in dance and make you feel alive. Some men so pretty you gaze on them with hunger, or so smooth they get hold of words and make you believe