Music Quotes

I said I'm selfish, I'm a liar and I'm brokenShit runs through my head every day that I would never tell anyoneYou're just like meThe only difference is that I'm honest enough to scream my flaws in the lines of this song

~ Real Friends

I like music,' she said slowly, 'because when I hear it, I...I lose myself within myself if that makes any sense. I become empty and full all at once.

~ Sarah J. Maas

Everything will be okay in the end. If it’s not okay, then it’s not the end.

~ Ed Sheeran

That's the funny thing about music. Part of the magic, I quess. Sometimes it replenishes me, like I'm feeding off its energy and it fills me. And other times, it pulls at my pain, weaves its way through the strands of my soul and wrecks it.

~ Caisey Quinn

What are words without the melody?

~ Shannon L. Alder

The shades of colours are splendid.

~ Lailah Gifty Akita

Music escapes ideological characterization. Just as there are some social scientists who believe that what cannot be measured does not truly exist, and some psychologists used to believe that consciousness does not exist because it cannot be observed by instruments, so ideologists find anything that escapes their conceptual framework threatening - because ideologists want a simple principle, or a few simple principles, by which all things may be judged. When I was a student, I lived with a hard-line dialectical materialist who said that Schubert was a typical petit bourgeois pessimist, whose music would die out once objective causes for pessimism ceased to exist. But I suspect that even he was not entirely happy with this formulation.

~ Theodore Dalrymple

The best songs are written through our anger. Even though feelings change over time, our lyrics will always remain inside the song as a way of reminding us how far and how much stronger we've become since then.

~ Kastle King

I earned my place,With the tidal waves.I can't escape this feeling,That something ain't right.I called my nameAs I crashed the gates,Still I can't escape this feelingThat something ain't right.

~ All Time Low

Embrace your journey and those who come across your path. Be gracious in your endeavors. Focus on your craft. Those who support your dreams now and feel your sincere humility and gratitude will be there 20, 30, 40 years from now, padding your old bones and time worn, weary soul.

~ Ann Marie Frohoff

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

~ Set It Off

Watch out, every day miraculous encounter with you and God!

~ Lailah Gifty Akita

You sold your soul to feed your vanity..

~ The Scorpions

Back then he'd hammered out rags as rough as the planks that made up that schoolhouse stage. Over the years he's taken a saw and rasp to those tunes and smoothed them at the edges, sanded them slowly over time with finer and finer grit paper, and applied a polish to them. The songs are comfortable now. People can take their shoes off to dance without fear of a spike in the foot; they can lie back on that smooth and waxed wood to take a nap in the afternoon or make love all night long. Oliver sees himself as a carpenter, a craftsman putting notes and melodies together, fitting them when they will, stepping back to rest and reconsider when they won't.

~ Richard J. Alley

For he had never heard anything like it--did not know such music existed in the world--and it was hard to believe that a man he knew could play it with his own two hands. There were parts of it like birdsong, and parts like rolling thunder and hard rain, and parts that glittered like fresh snow when the sun comes out and it’s so cold the air takes your breath away. And parts were like a dust devil spinning past, or a cyclone on the horizon, and all of it cried out for words that he had only read in books and had never said aloud.

~ Mary Doria Russell

If every citizen should recite their national anthem daily, you will develop love to serve your country better.

~ Lailah Gifty Akita

Music is the truth that everyone do listen, feels, believes and loves.

~ Navnath Godse

Music carries the weight of being human, takes it away so you don't have to think at all, you just have to listen. Music tells every story there is.

~ Estelle Laure

leave me some musicthat’s chocolate for the heart.

~ Sanober Khan

I realizedJune had never beenjust a monthmusic...never just a trembleon my lipswarmth was nevermerely a blanket.

~ Sanober Khan

Not for the first time, it occurred to me that sorrow could be purified into song the same way a piece of coal is purified into a diamond.

~ Ron Rash

Life is like playing a guitar and meditation is like music. Small session of rehearsals daily won’t show much but would make you ROCK in the long run.

~ Vikrmn

The harbour of influence is richer in the cemeteries where people are buried with their music on their tongues unsung. Don't leave your potentials untouched!

~ Israelmore Ayivor

Look deeply into life, and study it as diligently as the other arts and sciences.

~ Robert Schumann

Art is the reflection of pure emotion and mind, the nature of sensation. An artist illustrates that.

~ Unarine Ramaru

For the fact was drugs were not necessary to most of us, because the music, youth, sweaty bodies were enough. And if it was too hot, too humid to sleep the next day, and we awoke bathed in sweat, it did not matter: We remained in a state of animated suspension the whole hot day. We lived for music, we lived for Beauty, and we were poor. But we didn’t care where we were living, or what we had to do during the day to make it possible; eventually, if you waited long enough, you were finally standing before the mirror in that cheap room, looking at your face one last time, like an actor going onstage, before rushing out to walk in the door of that discotheque and see someone like Malone.

~ Andrew Holleran

They were bound together by a common love of a certain kind of music, physical beauty, and style—all the things one shouldn’t throw away an ounce of energy pursuing, and sometimes throw away a life pursuing.

~ Andrew Holleran

If thousands of Marathi people follow me that means they want revolution on Marathi land.

~ Kjiva

We lived only to dance. What was the true characteristic of a queen, I wondered later on; and you could argue that forever. “What do we all have in common in this group?” I once asked a friend seriously, when it occurred to me how slender, how immaterial, how ephemeral the bond was that joined us; and he responded, “We all have lips.” Perhaps that is what we all had in common: no one was allowed to be serious, except about the importance of music, the glory of faces seen in the crowd. We had our songs, we had our faces! We had our web belts and painter’s jeans, our dyed tank tops and haircuts, the plaid shirts, bomber jackets, jungle fatigues, the all-important shoes.

~ Andrew Holleran

the study of jurisprudence, by which I must earn my bread, has so withered and frozen the flowers of my fancy that they will never again seek the light. (To his Mother, November 11, 1829)

~ Robert Schumann

Music is poetry in motion.

~ P.m. Terrell

The Lord our God reigns!The Lord our God is righteous!

~ Lailah Gifty Akita

Awe-inspiring God.Amazing God.Awesome God.Almighty God.

~ Lailah Gifty Akita

Use your special gifts to fulfil your divine purpose.

~ Lailah Gifty Akita

Your special spiritual gifts and talents are your calling.

~ Lailah Gifty Akita

Lets Rock Cancer's World

~ Benny Bellamacina

A bunch of bad songs, make an awful whine.

~ Benny Bellamacina

Children's voices - even those who couldn't carry the tune - are always appealing.

~ Anne Mccaffrey

Creativity without commercialism will result in unseen masterpieces by unknown painters.

~ Shriram Iyer

For that is the curious quality of the discotheque after you have gone there a long time: in the midst of all the lights, and music, the bodies, the dancing, the drugs, you are stiller than still within, and though you go through the motions of dancing you are thinking a thousand disparate things. You find yourself listening to the lyrics, and you wonder what these people around you are doing. They seemed crazed to you. You stand there on a floor moving your hips, wondering if there is such a thing as love, and conscious for the very first time that it is three-twenty-five and the night only half-over. You put the popper to your nostril, you put a hand out to lightly touch the sweaty, rigid stomach of the man dancing next to you, your own chest is streaming with sweat in that hot room, and you are thinking, as grave as a judge: What will I do with my life? What can any man do with his life? And you finally don’t know where to rest your eyes. You don’t know where to look, as you dance. You have been expelled from the communion of the saints.

~ Andrew Holleran