Quotes About Singing

I love music so much. I've got something going all the time. I've gotta be singing. I've gotta be creating music, or I'm not happy.

When you're all singing together, it brings things together. I know the songs that my grandfather and my father sang.

My little brother and grandma told me I could sing. I used to sing in church, too. Not like in the choir or anything, but for people around the church... on the church bus going home and Christmas plays.

I just was always singing. I didn't know if it was good or not, but my grandma, she told me that I sounded like an angel.

I have been singing since the time I was two. My mom says I would sing Gujarati songs with my grandmother when I was a kid.

It feels like I've been singing since I was born, and I have so many great memories with my family and friends centred around music.

When I first got started, I used to say I just want to stay in the studio, I want to make good music, I want to sing my heart out, and I didn't think I'd have people following me to a grocery store or following me home or stuff like that.

I know a lot of a cappella groups, but none of them are doing backflips while singing, for sure.

I didn't know I was gonna act. I thought I was gonna be a singer because that's what I did first, and I was like, 'When I grow up, I want to be, you know, a singer.'

You're always discovering other things you're capable of doing if you're out their singing. I just try to stay open to learning more things as the voice expands and grows.

When I'm singing, that's all me. That's from the bottom of my heart - it's everything I've worked for. When you're on stage, there are no guidelines. No one's telling me what to do!

I sing a little bit. I got a guitar for my 16th birthday.

Cowboys had guitars. And they sang country 'cause they lived in the country.

High school at LaGuardia really was like 'Fame.' People would sing in the halls and look for ways to show off their talent.

I got my first blockbuster break for the movie 'Cocktail,' where I sang 'Second Hand Jawani.'

Merlin cleared his throat and began to sing in a powerful baritone: I am the very model of a modern Major-General, I've information vegetable, animal, and mineral— Vivien leaped upon him and put her hands to his throat. The siblings swayed to and fro, sending clothing racks scudding on their casters, until Merlin managed to weakly get out, "Enough! Okay, I won't sing.

The flowers are springing up, the season of singing birds has come, and the cooing of turtledoves fills the air. —Song of Songs 2:12

You will be the happiest of women. And we will sing, all by ourselves, till we swoon away with delight. You are crying! You are afraid of me! And yet I am not really wicked. Love me and you shall see! All I wanted was to be loved for myself.

Christine, you must love me!" And Christine's voice, infinitely sad and trembling, as though accompanied by tears, replied: "How can you talk like that? When I sing only for you!

She is singing tonight to bring the chandelier down.

The voice without a body went on singing, and certainly Raoul had never in his life heard anything more absolutely and heroically sweet, more gloriously insidious, more powerful.

They took the train one day from the northern railway-station of the world... Possibly, I too shall take the train at that station, one day, and go and seek around thy lakes, O Norway, O silent Scandinavia, for the perhaps still living traces of Raoul and Christine and also of Mamma Valerius, who disappeared at the same time!... Possibly, some day, I shall hear the lonely mountains of the north echo the singing of her who knew the Angel of Music!

There are things that a woman sings, and only a woman knows the full meaning. You may sing for men as well as for women, but only a woman knows your full meaning. I am not a feminista. I only think a woman should be true to who she believes herself to be. Or who she wants herself to be. Or who she imagines herself to be. I don't know what I mean, or whether I'm true myself to any of that. I don't think there are many of us who are true to our possibilities.

Seawrack is singing in the place that lies beyond this place. Listen there, and you cannot help but hear her." With her I sang a few more words in the language of those whom Mora had once called the People of That Town. "'In our small house with shining windows, I waited till the tide brought your wreck through. Lie here beside me in the darkness. I'll wake to life the corpse I say is