Quotes About Sing

Sing your bliss, and the blissful will congregate.

Dance your pain, sing your sorrows, because there is nothing else tomorrow.

I whisper, losing myself in my native language as I sing her praises. Her beauty and innocence slay me, and my voice is hoarse with the effort of holding back. "Ty takaya krasivaya. Takoy nevinnyy," I murmur. You're so beautiful. So innocent

Y cuando es de noche, siempre, una tribu de palabras mutiladas busca asilo en mi garganta para que no canten ellos, los funestos, los dueños del silencio.

Atheists put on false courage in the midst of their darkness and misaprehensions, like children who, when they fear to go in the dark,will sing or whistle to keep their courage.

We poets are (upon a poet's word)Of all mankind the creatures most absurd:The season when to come, and when to go,To sing, or cease to sing, we never know.

The wrath of Peleus' son, the direful springOf all the Grecian woes, O goddess sing!

For me a poem has to sing out of itself and the lilt of it carries the magic.

I once said a poet has the right to sing as loudly and vocally as he wants to. Most poets should face a rock n' roll audience for one night to keep them honest.

For me, I really feel like if there's not a real, true connection to the material, I don't need to sing it. I don't need to sing songs just because I like them anymore. I've done that.

I love to sing swing and shuffle stuff. Radio may not play it coast to coast, but I love playing them. Man, they fill the dance floor up. People who live the night life at these honky-tonks eat this stuff up.

Good battle! Many deaths to sing of! Many warriors to praise for the blood they've spilled!" "How lovely," muttered Rhonin.

Come alive, dead heart, and sing.

And unless I'm remembering it wrong, mermaids don't sing and sirens don't swim. Ariel sang in 'The Little Mermaid', Corey said. Sam came over to join us. Do I even want to know why you remember her name?

Upon the lips of babes asleep I saw light embracing light and so allowed my syllables to rest there as a prayer they might sing in their dreams.

The eagle suffers little birds to sing,And is not careful what they mean thereby.

It was a lover and his lass,With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,That o'er the green corn-field did pass,In the spring time, the only pretty ring time,When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding;Sweet lovers love the spring.

'Tis strange that death should sing.I am the cygnet to this pale faint swan,Who chants a doleful hymn to his own death.

Hand in hand, with fairy grace, Will we sing, and bless this place.

We sing the greatest songs of days forgotten, and days yet to come. The music of the spheres shall fill our souls, and thus we shall become divine. For Truth. For Beauty.

It is always a joyful spring when your heart can dance and your soul can sing.

Sameron adion asoI shall sing a sweeter song tomorrow

Hope is the light in your being which enlightens your heart and makes it ready to sing.

Life is a magical song of the universe. To understand it, feel it in your heart and sing along.