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Quotes About Singing

Handel's "He Shall Feed His Flock Like a Shepherd," a popular anthem with elaborate part singing that the congregation performed faultlessly. As hundreds of tenor voices soared across the
~ Ken Follett
Welsh chapelgoers automatically sang in four-part harmony, and when they were in the mood they could raise the roof. As he joined in, Lloyd felt this was the beating heart of Britain, here in this whitewashed chapel.
~ Ken Follett
While to that rock I'm clinging Since Love is Lord of heaven and earth How can I keep from singing?
~ Ken Follett
In its power, clarity and shear beauty, Mack Bailey's voice reminds me of no one more than my friend, the late John Denver. I love to hear this man sing.
~ Tom Paxton
The birth of the church was during a prayer meeting, not preaching, not singing, but prayer.
~ Jim Cymbala
When you sing, you pray twice.
~ Johnny Cash
True love is singing karaoke 'under pressure' and letting the other person sing the Freddie Mercury part.
~ Mindy Kaling
For my voice, I have lost it with hollaing and singing of anthems.
~ William Shakespeare
Get in there. Sing the song. Get out. I'm not big on a hundred takes and a thousand overdubs. My kind of singing isn't meant to be perfect. It's meant to reflect the imperfections of a human being like me. After a couple of takes, that reflection is pretty accurate.
~ Willie Nelson
Of all the wonders of nature, a tree in summer is perhaps the most remarkable; with the possible exception of a moose singing "Embraceable You" in spats.
~ Woody Allen
Of all the wonders of nature, a tree in summer is perhaps the most remarkable; with the possible exception of a moose singing Embraceable You in spats.
~ Woody Allen
I lit my last cigarette and said my little prayers. Clare, here's one for you. Susan, here's one for you. Jeanette, here's one for you. Paula, they're all for you. And the unborn. I sat there, singing along to The Little Drummer Boy, with those far off days, those days of grace, coming down. Waiting for the blue lights. Ninety miles an hour.
~ David Peace
Marconi said, "I see you have your instruments. Can any of you sing? The old spirituals work best." John said, "I can sing." I said, "No, you can't, John." "Well, I play the guitar." "So can I," said Big Jim. "We have two guitars." I said, "This could not be any stupider." John said, "Dave, you remember the words to 'Camel Holocaust'?" "Ah, once again, you prove me wrong, John.
~ David Wong
Thoughts are ideas scattered in your head. When written forms a sentence. When rhymed, it forms a phrase and singing it blooms a beautiful poem.
~ Ymatruz
I believe in kindness. Also in mischief. Also in singing, especially when singing is not necessarily prescribed.
~ Mary Oliver
I have been a faithful son of the abyss, one who curdles when my drum calls. My singing is a coarse cloth on a desert floor.
~ Jay Wright
[H]e sang words without sense, but their tone went to his heart...
~ Jean Paul Friedrich Richter
Singing Beach on the North Shore of Boston. Do you know the beach? It's called Singing Beach because the sand sings in this strange way under your bare feet when you run across it.
~ Jean Stein
That's from The Sound of Music," said Jane, then started to hum along, in yet another key. Batty covered her ears and Jeffrey winced. Skye was less delicate. "Jane, be quiet," she said, and Jane was. Aunt Claire now moved on to "Do-Re-Mi," which sounded awful enough to make Hound abandon his exploration of the crutches.
~ Jeanne Birdsall
Emma, okay, enough with the singing. Mommy's getting a three-pill headache.
~ JEFF ABBOTT
There is no good singing, there is only present and absent.
~ Jeff Buckley
Their storytelling grew richer. One evening, Ali was consumed by a memory. She saw three ripe lemons on the wooden cutting board in her mother's kitchen, right down to the sunlight spangling off their pores. She heard her mother singing while they rolled pie dough in a storm of flour.
~ Jeff Long
Birds are everywhere, singing their hearts out every morning, including a bachelor mockingbird, who courts the ladies with his playlist of imitative calls.
~ Elizabeth Berg
As she spoke there rose from the depths of the house the sound of muffled voices, children's voices singing faintly together; it rose and fell exactly like the wind, and with as little tune; it was weird and magical, but so utterly mournful that the boy felt the tears start to his eyes.
~ Algernon Blackwood