Quotes About Music

I will praise your madness, and in a language not mine, speak of music that wakes us, music in which we move. For whatever I say is a kind of petition, and the darkest days must I praise.

All that is musical in us is memory.

líneas de Tolstói, o hayas escuchado una de las grandes piezas musicales, o hayas visto un cuadro o al menos su reproducción. No olvides el sueño que ha renacido.

I try to greet my friends with a drink in my hand, a warm smile on my face, and great music in the background, because that's what gets a dinner party off to a fun start.

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Confucius himself has repeatedly taught that external appurtenances are as little a part of propriety as sounds are of music.

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Film as dream, film as music. No art passes our conscience in the way film does, and goes directly to our feelings, deep down into the dark rooms of our souls.

I want to stop. I want to stay on Fårö, and read the books I haven't read, find out things I haven't yet found out. I want to write things I haven't written. To listen to music, and talk to my neighbors. To live together with my wife a very calm, very secure, very lazy existence, for the rest of my life.

When we experience a film, we consciously prime ourselves for illusion. Putting aside will and intellect, we make way for it in our imagination. The sequence of pictures plays directly on our feelings. Music works in the same fashion; I would say that there is no art form that has so much in common with film as music. Both affect our emotions directly, not via the intellect. And film is mainly rhythm; it is inhalation and exhalation in continuous sequence.

Claude E. Shannon, who first enunciated the theory, "was able to define channel capacity for continuous signals such as music and speech.

siamo due liuti di cui l'uno ripete spontaneo e un po' confusamente i suoni toccati sulle corde dell'altro. Egli

I got rhythm,I got music,I got my man—Who could ask for anything more?

Damn it all! What rhymes with rhythm?

If you've ever wondered where the good songs go After they've had their day, You'll be glad to meet a man I know, Wrinkled old and gray. He collects the tunes that time has thrown aside— Puts them under lock and key; For a penny he is glad to set them free.

But what is certain is that in five, ten or twenty years, this problem unique to our time, according to him, will no longer exist, it will be replaced by others...Yet this music, the sound of this rain on the windows, the great mournful creaking of the cedar tree in the garden outside, this moment, so tender, so strange in the middle of war, this will never change, not this, this is forever.

for music alone can abolish differences of language or culture between two people and invoke something indestructible within them.

I couldn't take you. So the violin will have to do." He smiled and moved over to the violin case on the bed. "The next time you play, it will be at Loch Gaelkar.

The older the fiddle, the sweeter the tune.

When I tried to sing by myself, I felt sad and empty, for inevitably my father's favorite songs came to me, and before I got to "und auf den Wiesen blühen die Blümelein rot und blau" (and on the meadows bloom the little flowers red and blue), I had to hide and cry. He was buried somewhere in France, and I was sure no one had planted a flower on his resting place. Who would have, for a soldier who had fought for Hitler?

All good song-writers have no more than half a dozen good tunes in their systems, and if they have that many, they are liberally blessed.

A pretty girl is like a melody That haunts you night and day.

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, Just like the ones I used to know.