#blues

Beauty was not simply something to behold; it was something one could do." Afterword by the Author(c)1993 ↗

— Toni Morrison

#the-bluest-eye #toni-morrison #beauty

Around this world will I be enough? From the liquor stores, to the train stop floors, your filthy room, your drama blues I am nothing if I'm not with you. ↗

— Sara Quin

#drama-blues #filthy-room #liquor-stores #not-with-you #nothing

Lucky Charms?” I asked. “Magically delicious,” he explained. “Requisite for any sort of building project.” I shook my head, still amazed at how he had managed to weasel his way over here. “This isn’t a date.” He cut me a scandalized look. "Obviously. I’d bring Count Chocula for that. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#richelle-mead #succubus-blues #dating

The music echoes in the emptiness. It reminds us where we came from and where we’re bound. ↗

— David Mutti Clark

#death-and-dying #griot #music #spirituality #troubadour

Musically, he was like an old man in a boy's skin. ↗

— Eric Clapton

#music #ray-charles #soul #music

Quizás aun no te comprenda. Pero, con un poco de tiempo, llegaré a entenderte. Y no habrá nadie en el mundo que te comprenda mejor que yo. ↗

— Haruki Murakami

#love #tokio-blues #friendship

How many times can a heart be shattered and still be pieced back together? How many times before the damage is irreparable? ↗

— Gwenn Wright

#death #grief #historical-fiction #loss #love

I merely took the energy it takes to pout and wrote some blues. ↗

— Duke Ellington

#energy #i #merely #pout #some

I don’t suppose there’s a Georgina Kincaid Instruction Manual around somewhere to help me avoid these embarrassing blunders in the future.” “We sell them downstairs.” “Oh yeah? Is there a page on how to woo the fair Georgina?” “Page? Hell, there’s a whole chapter.” “Required reading, I’d imagine.” “Definitely. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#richelle-mead #succubus-blues #imagination

I'm a bluesman moving through a blues-soaked America, a blues-soaked world, a planet where catastrophe and celebration- joy and pain sit side by side. The blues started off in some field, some plantation, in some mind, in some imagination, in some heart. The blues blew over to the next plantation, and then the next state. The blues went south to north, got electrified and even sanctified. The blues got mixed up with jazz and gospel and rock and roll. ↗

— Cornel West

#music #imagination