Music Quotes

If one plays good music, people don't listen, and if one plays bad music people don't talk.

Music could ache and hurt, that beautiful music was a place a suffering man could hide.

Philosophy is the song of love with the music of morals.

Music is forever; music should grow and mature with you, following you right on up until you die.

Katsumi Hosokawa - (he) believed that life, true life, was something that was stored in music.

There are times in life to play it safe. I'm sure you can think of several. Music is not one of them.

When I was younger, I would cling to life because life was at the top of the turning wheel. But like the song of my gypsy girl, the great wheel turns over and lands on a minor key. It is then that you come of age and life means nothing to you. To live, to die, to overdose, to fall in a coma in the street... it is all the same. It is only in the peach innocence of youth that life is at its crest on top of the wheel. And there being only life, the young cling to it, they fear death… And they should! ...For they are 'in' life.

challenges _! no music, no dreams, no hopes,_but one has to live !

Owls hoot in B flat, cuckoos in D, but the water ousel sings in the voice of the stream. She builds her nest back of the waterfalls so the water is a lullaby to the little ones. Must be where they learn it.

I believe music is a place everyone of us can go to. I don’t care who you are, where you were born, what you do with your life. Everyone can come here in music and be equal.

Music has become my driving force behind my life, it to me, can fix bad moods, bad days, even bad people. It is the beat of my life.

I haven't understood a bar of music in my life, but I have felt it.

Wagner’s music is better than it sounds.

Through music we may wander where we will in time, and find friends in every century.

People everywhere, enjoying life, smiling, and just slowing down to let the world take care of itself for a few hours. The feeling was contagious. Especially when I stepped into McPherson's Pub to grab a bite of the special and listen to some traditional Irish music. The fiddle made me want to dance with myself, and many did. The drum beat like my very own heart. And some little flute that looked no wider than a pencil reminded me of the Aran Islands floating not too far from Abbeyglen.God was here tonight. In the strings of the guitar and the call of the singer's voice. I realize how often I overlook him back at home. And I know I don't want to do that anymore.The LORD will send His faithful love by day; His song will be with me in the night a prayer to the Gid of my life.

Many women have tried to compare to you, but they are only flawed imitations. You deserve the worlds admiration.

From Mozart I learnt to say important things in a conversational way.

Who are you to judge the life i livei know i'm not perfect and i don't live to be.but before you start pointing fingersmake sure your hands are clean.

You better start swimming, or you'll sink like a stone. Because the Time's they are a-changing.

I'm in love with a girl who knows me better.Fell for the woman just when I met her.Took my sweet time when I was bitter.Someone understands,She knows how treat a fella right.Give me that feeling every night,She wants show love when I wanna fight,Now someone understand me.

If he were a man of strong mind, it only gave him fits; but a person of mere average intellect it usually sent mad.

80s music sounds so 80s now. But in the 80s, it just sounded like music.

Fee-fi-fo-fum, you better run and hideI smell the blood of a petty little coward

Many roads to take some to joy some to heart ache

Music dispels misery.

A cheerful music is a powerful light for the shadows of sorrow!

I change by not changing at all.

A lot of people pray for power, house, financial breakthrough, wealth etc. But only few ask God for wisdom. There are so many great power pack man and women of God who lack wisdom.

I know I'm an acquired taste - I'm anchovies. And not everybody wants those hairy little things.

I would rather write 10,000 notes than a single letter of the alphabet.

T.H. moved through the forest like the melody of a well-known song, in perfect harmony with his surroundings.

What is the purpose of writing music? One is, of course, not dealing with purposes but dealing with sounds. Or the answer must take the form of a paradox: a purposeful purposeless or a purposeless play. This play, however, is an affirmation of life--not an attempt to bring order out of chaos nor to suggest improvements in creation, but simply a way of waking up to the very life we’re living, which is so excellent once one gets one’s mind and one’s desires out of its way and lets it act of its own accord.

Music , literature with poetry makes a perfect paradise.

It’s the lifestyle that’s being packaged and sold rather than the actual meaning.

The feedback from the speakers changes and begins blasting death metal music so loudly into the sky that I swear the bridge suspensions are vibrating.The twins were in charge of the music selection.I catch sight of them on the side of the bridge, each with an arm raised, holding up their forefingers and pinkies in a devil sign, head-banging to the beat. They’re mouthing the words to the garbled voice screaming over the intense electric guitar and drums blasting out of the speakers. They might look pretty badass if it weren’t for their hobo clown outfits.It’s the loudest party the Bay Area has ever heard.

I think popular music in this country is one of the few things in the twentieth century that have made giant strides in reverse.

Our moments are music, and sometimes – just sometimes – we can catch them and put them into some lasting form. If we didn’t have music, I don’t think we could ever be truly happy, and if we didn’t have special moments, we would never find music.

That's all I wanted to do as a kid. Play a guitar properly and jump around. But too many people got in the way.

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Anna's voice wasn't a beautiful voice - rough edged and sorrowful, a bit used, somehow male and female at once. Yet it had more vibrancy to it than most Danish voices, which were often thin and white and too pretty to trigger a shiver. Anna's voice had the heat of the south; it warmed Einar, as if her throat were red with coals.

But I know just what it feels like to have a voice in the back of my head, like a face that I hold inside, face that awakes when I close my eyes, face that watches everytime I lie, face that laughs everytime I fall. (It watches EVERYTHING) ... But the face inside is hearing me, right beneath my skin.

A symptom," Brendan said, as if love were a disease only humans could catch. But there was something like fondness or respect in his voice. "You're both fools.

Songs edify the soul.

I must find you. So I travel to the depths of hell and conquer perverse monsters and repulsive demons and the deceitful vicious devil himself to find the truth.

See it (your situations) with your eyes but direct it to God

We don't have a song, we have a whole album.

Find something you love and go for it with all your heart. No excuses, no plan B. Never settle for anything less than you know you can do.It will be hard, but I promise it will be worth it.

Because when he sings...even the birds stop to listen.

The choir sang and the old man sang and Drake couldn't sing, and suddenly he began to cry because of the music, because of the sound of the boys' voices, because of what they might turn into.

With a good music and a good dance, you enhance your physical, emotional, spiritual and mental well-being.

If the word of God cannot do it in your life then your Pastor must be wasting his time.

Would you care to dance?” he blurted. “Now?” She smiled adorably. “Is there music?” There wasn’t. It was some testament to how foolish in love he’d become that he did not even feel embarrassed.

Repetition sometimes works in poetry, but rarely in prose. The musical provocateur John Cage once wrote a lecture in which a single page was repeated fourteen times, with the refrain "If anybody is sleep let him go to sleep" (Cage, 1961). Midway through, the artist Jean Reynal stood up and screamed, "John, I dearly love you, but I can't bear another minute.

I do not believe in decent women who do not know how to play the piano.

Every category has its snobs: music, books, movies. There are so many things a man is only pressured into liking or disliking.

Music is like a dream. One that I cannot hear.

Another One!

She knows about the music stuff, but she doesn't care. That's why I didn't tell her about my job at the studio. She doesn't want make me want to be better, like you do. She doesn't get that it's scary... to want something so much and not be sure if you're good enough.

That was when they noticed that every musician on the stage was wearing mourning black. That was when they shut up. And when the conductor raised his arms, it was not a symphony that filled the cavernous space.It was the Song of Eyllwe.Then Song of Fenharrow. And Melisande. And Terrasen. Each nation that had people in those labour camps.And finally, not for pomp or triumph, but to mourn what they had become, they played the Song of Adarlan. When the final note finished, the conductor turned to the crowd, the musicians standing with him. As one, they looked to the boxes, to all those jewels bought with the blood of a continent. And without a word, without a bow or another gesture, they walked off the stage.The next morning, by royal decree, the theatre was shut down.No one saw those musicians or their conductor again.

The secret is not to make your music louder. But to make the world quieter.