Music
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To me there is no picture so beautiful as smiling, bright-eyed, happy children; no music so sweet as their clear and ringing laughter.
Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.
There is pleasure in the pathless woods, there is rapture in the lonely shore, there is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not Man the less, but Nature more.
Where words fail, music speaks.
Words make you think a thought. Music makes you feel a feeling. A song makes you feel a thought.
Music can change the world because it can change people.
Music does a lot of things for a lot of people. It's transporting, for sure. It can take you right back, years back, to the very moment certain things happened in your life. It's uplifting, it's encouraging, it's strengthening.
Music is love, love is music, music is life, and I love my life.
Music is the greatest communication in the world. Even if people don't understand the language that you're singing in, they still know good music when they hear it.
Music, at its essence, is what gives us memories. And the longer a song has existed in our lives, the more memories we have of it.
One good thing about music, when it hits you, you feel no pain.
ALF: I hate musicals. Out of the blue people burst into songs.
Willie: Hence the term "musical."
ALF: Yeah, but wouldn't it get on your nerves if all of a sudden I started singing : "Hey, Kate, ain't it great? Hey, Willie, you look silly. Hey!"
Willie: It's getting on my nerves.
ALF: So what musical are you going to go see today?
Willie: "Cats."
ALF: Take me, please! Then afterwards, we can go backstage and eat the actors!
Listen to them. Children of the night. What music they make.
Without music, life would be a mistake.
The music enchanted the air. It was like the south wind, like a warm night, like swelling sails beneath the stars, completely and utterly unreal... It made everything spacious and colourful, the dark stream of life seemed pulsing in it; there were no burdens any more, no limits; there existed only glory and melody and love, so that one simply could not realize that, at the same time as this music was, outside there ruled poverty and torment and despair.
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