Quotes About Rhythm

Everything is music for the born musician.

It seemed to Thomas that the stars were drumming in the moonless deep.

A little tap on the window-pane, as though something had struck it, followed by a plentiful light falling sound, as of grains of sand being sprinkled from a window overhead, gradually spreading, intensifying, acquiring a regular rhythm, becoming fluid, sonorous, musical, immeasurable, universal: it was the rain.

That's what a drum is all about - it gathers people in and holds them.

Nous effectuions comme des progrès de poésie rien qu'à l'admirer d'être tellement belle et tellement plus inconsciente que nous. Le rythme de sa vie jaillissait d'autres sources que les nôtres

Using the comma well announces that you have an ear for sense and rhythm, confidence in your style and a proper respect for your reader

Tudo é música, meu amigo.

But there is something about Time. The sun rises and sets. The stars swing slowly across the sky and fade. Clouds fill with rain and snow, empty themselves, and fill again. The moon is born, and dies, and is reborn. Around millions of clocks swing hour hands, and minute hands, and second hands. Around goes the continual circle of the notes of the scale. Around goes the circle of night and day, the circle of weeks forever revolving, and of months, and of years.

Darkness was and darkness was good. As with light. Light and Darkness dancing together, born together, born of each other, neither preceding, neither following, both fully being, in joyful rhythm.

Light and darkness dancing together, born together, born of each other, neither preceding, neither following, both fully being in joyful rhythm.

There are still stars which move in ordered and beautiful rhythm. There are still people in this world who keep promises.

And this feeling of moving with the earth was somewhat like the feeling of being in the ocean, out in the ocean beyond this rising and falling of the breakers, lying on the moving water, pulsing gently with the swells, and feeling the gentle, inexorable tug of the moon.

With my intellect I see cause for nothing but pessimism and even despair. But I can't settle for what my intellect tells me. That's not all of it...There are still stars which move in ordered and beautiful rhythm. There are still people in this world who keep promises... That's enough to keep my heart optimistic no matter how pessimistic my mind.

but music, which is inextricably intertwined with time, is also paradoxically a release from time

use as ammunition, as pendulum

The dance you take with passion and self belief While every step is in rhythm with the honor of your words and the integrity of your daily actions~bns

Time is an illusion, timing is an art.

Time Management means managing ourselves with the timezones when we are naturally energetic.

Write like you speak with the 'rhythms of human speech, ' as William Zinsser said, and in as few words as possible. Use action verbs to carry water.

Life's a dance you learn as you go.

I think about our marriage. The weft of our seventeen years together was so easily torn apart. Our love was as ordinary as the identical welcome mats found in the suburbs we grew up in. The fact that our bodies, our thoughts, our hearts had once moved in rhythm with each other had only fooled us into thinking we were special.

A marine snail gliding through the familiar city. Only in a dream could I move so gently along with the small human heartbeat in rhythm with the tug tug heartbeat of the tugboat, and Paris unfolding, uncurling, in beautiful undulations.

Literature is an exaggeration, a dramatization, and those who are nourished on it (as I was) are in great danger of trying to approximate an impossible rhythm.

His life rushes onward in such torrential rhythm that...only angels and devils can catch the tempo of it.