Quotes About Music

At the same time the music was drawn out, dilated, swelled like a waterspout. It filled the room with its metallic transparency, crushing our miserable time against the walls. I am in the music.

The beauty of God is in the wind, in the movement of the ocean, it is in the eyes of a woman gazing at her lover, pouring the deep red wine of love from her eyes like two crystal cups. There is a God who dances and who loves and who longs to sing of love...And I mean that God is music; all inclusive, benevolent and life-affirming, unashamed human emotion.

And what I want people to get from music? Whatever they want. You know, whatever they like. Somebody asked me what I wanted to do, and I just said I wanted to give back to what it's given me. And meet all the people that are doing it; just to be in the world, really.

To predict the next note, you can't just look at the previous note or the previous five notes. The correct prediction may rely on notes that occurred a long time ago.

And then more quiet, silence so deep it almost drowned out the roar of the night music that pounded away in my secret self.

Dex," she said. "Are you all right?" "I'll be fine, Sis," I said, feeling somewhat light-headed, "if you'll just turn off that horrible music.

The bands were everywhere, close and faraway, a blend of discordant noise. He passed close to one now, a half-dozen drummers pounding away, a sergeant leading them in a rhythm that was no rhythm at all, and behind, men with fifes, squealing out something that had no resemblance to a song.

I went to the CD player, choosing some soft and soothing soprano sax, courtesy of the late Art Porter.

What good is it to perform anyway? The audience sits there like logs, they cough and sneeze, they don't dress up anymore. Do you know what it's like playing Brahms for people wearing blue jeans and T-shirts?

Lux spent the ride dialing the radio for her favorite song. It makes me crazy, she said. You know they're playing it somewhere, but you have to find it.

Tessie allowed Milton to press his clarinet to her skin and fill her body with music. At first it only tickled her. But after a while the notes spread deeper into her body. She felt the vibrations penetrate her muscles, pulsing in waves, until they rattled her bones and made her inner organs hum.

Something sick at the heart of the country had infected the girls. Our parents thought it had to do with our music, our godlessness, or the loosening of morals regarding sex we hadn't even had.

Hearing a beautiful music in her head, she hadn't listened to anything anyone else was saying.

Ha a feje megtelt zenével, végre el tudott szabadulni a testétÅ'l.

The mouth is small but well shaped, kissable, musical

Christmas Sonatina by Carl Reinecke

If you were quiet about something then it never happened. Someone would write a song about it for sure. Everything you're not supposed to know about, or talk about, eventually turned up in a song. Some

Si no hablabas de algo entonces no había sucedido. Pero seguro que alguien iba a escribir un corrido. Todo lo que supuestamente no se debe saber, eso de lo que no se debe hablar, tarde o temprano acaba en un corrido.

You haven't heard music until you've experienced what this man can do with his instrument," Anjoli smiled. Oh now she's just being cruel. "Okay, off to the bedroom, you two! And don't you come out until Lucy's off in dreamland." Bitch! As we walked up two flights of stairs, Henri asked if it was "deefeecult" to climb stairs with my cane.

I love to sing. It is my one true way of forgetting about the outside world and connecting with my core.

Without music, our culture is a poor and soulless place where people simply exist but cease to live.

As far as I'm concerned the last good man went when Elvis died.

Wonder of wonders, the box had Elvis. Immediately the bar seemed a better place. She fed in coins and then punched the keys for Hound Dog. Too bad Elvis had never recorded one called Dickhead.

Sometimes storms surround us, and the discordant sounds of our circumstances are so loud that they drown out the music. But deep inside us is a song that can rise from God's presence in our life. Even when the storm rages, our response can echo the melody of freedom within us.