Quotes About Music

Music-hall songs provide the dull with wit, just as proverbs provide them with wisdom.

I never met a pig I didn't like. All pigs are intelligent, emotional, and sensitive souls. They all love company. They all crave contact and comfort. Pigs have a delightful sense of mischief; most of them seem to enjoy a good joke and appreciate music. And that is something you would certainly never suspect from your relationship with a pork chop.

If I were to begin life again, I would devote it to music. It is the only cheap and unpunished rapture upon earth.

Few of us will ever be famous, I can tell you none of us will be rich. But we will have more important riches –the joy of making the beautiful music.

You see, darkness can't live where music resounds. Darkness can't live where the power of God abounds. Darkness can't sustain itself. So, use the following meditation anytime you want to surround yourself with angels, and particularly if you're in need of healing.

You finish listening to a song of Leonard's and you know he's said everything he had to say, he didn't let the song go till he was done with it.

Live Songs, he said, represented "a very confused and

There would be a book tour too, he said, and he wanted Marianne to come with him. "Mahalia Jackson is on the record player, I'm right there with her, flying with you in that glory, pulling away the shrouds from the sun, making music out of everything." Man he wrote a mean letter. The telegram he sent was shorter but equally effective: "Have a flat. All I need is my woman and her child." Marianne packed two suitcases and flew with Axel to Montreal.

Eremon liked to say that hooves can make speed, while hands can make music.

When lovely woman stoops to folly andPaces about her room again, alone,She smooths her hair with automatic hand,And puts a record on the gramophone.

I think the amazing thing about gospel music is that not only does it lift up the death and resurrection of our Lord, which is consistent with the Gospel, but it is uniquely communicated depending upon the generation.

You are the music while the music lasts.

You show me what someone listens to, I'll tell you everything you want to know about his soul. (For instance, a bunch of Nickelback albums would have indicated he never had a soul in the first place.)

A teenage girl creaming while she listens to some boy-band, a monk digging on the God he hears in Gregorian chants, or John fucking Coltrane himself climbing up into the sky on a staircase made of sixteenth notes, it's all the same. If it takes you there, it's good.

Those who wish to sing, always find a song.

The opera isn't over till the fat lady sings.

I not only wanted to showcase lyrical skills but also continue to drop knowledge on the hiphop community. I'm looking to elevate through my music, and through my music I educate.

Ain't nobody making music to not be heard and the easiest way to be heard is to be on the radio, but you should never compromise who you are, your values or your morals.

You know, I've learned a lot from every person I've collaborated with, from Madlib to Jean Grae and Hi-Tek, to Mos to DJ Quik, to even somebody like Jermaine Dupri. I've taken something important away from every experience.

Jeg fylte tolv før en utrolig oppriktig sanglærer sa at han heller ville lytte til et kor av agapadder enn meg, og at jeg burde finne på noe annet.

Det var nye divaer som entret scenen nå: den gnistrende Callas fra Amerika, den majestetiske Joan Sutherland fra Australia, i tillegg til den forbløffende Kiri te Kanawa fra New Zealand, som akkurat hadde utgitt sin første plate etter et engasjement ved London Opera Center.

The band was no Led Zeppelin, but they had smart lyrics, a great drummer and that reckless shine that bands did have, back then, when no one had anything to lose and the fact that you didn't have a snowball's chance in hell of making it big didn't matter, because throwing your whole heart into this band was the only thing that stopped you being just another futureless dole bunny moping in his bedsit. It gave them something: a drop of magic.

It was sort of like, you know Sean Callaghan, Sean from the dig? He used to be in this band only they broke up, and he's always talking about 'Oh, when we get the band back together, when we make it big…' And, I mean, he knows they're never gonna do it, but talking about it makes him feel better." "We've all been in that band," Cassie said, smiling.

Selena had been singing along, absently, gazing into nowhere. She looked at us like she was trying to work out who we were, before she got up