#harm

The power of sound to put an audience in a certain psychological state is vastly undervalued. And the more you know about music and harmony, the more you can do with that. ↗

— Mike Figgis

#audience #certain #harmony #know #more

It is sadder to find the past again and find it inadequate to the present than it is to have it elude you and remain forever a harmonious conception of memory. ↗

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

#conception #elude #find #forever #harmonious

Riches have never fascinated me, unless combined with the greatest charm or distinction. ↗

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

#combined #distinction #fascinated #greatest #me

But I think beautiful is simple and elegant, like a ballad with simple harmony. ↗

— John Fogerty

#beautiful #elegant #harmony #i #i think

And my daddy could play a harmonica and also the guitar, so I guess I got a little bit from both of 'em, but I think mostly from my mother's side of the family. ↗

— Mel Tillis

#bit #both #could #daddy #family

Our last jam session was this past Christmas. Dad played his harmonica, mom sang in English and Italian, and I played guitar. I'm so happy that we could share that musical experience for one last time. ↗

— Tony Visconti

#could #dad #english #experience #guitar

There was the best teachers from the Czech Philharmonic, highly dedicated people, some of the best musicians in the world passing on the knowledge about the country, about the principles, and about the music. ↗

— Miroslav Vitous

#best #country #czech #dedicated #highly

Let us read and let us dance - two amusements that will never do any harm to the world. ↗

— Voltaire

#any #dance #harm #let us #never

Not that I want the current president killed. I will, for the record and for the FBI agent assigned to read this and make sure I mean no harm, clearly state that while I am obsessed with death, I am against it. ↗

— Sarah Vowell

#agent #am #assigned #clearly #current

Some would say it is madness to want a woman this way, but I think it must be love. Not the tepid, fickle love of which the poets sing—the love that forms or fades with kindness or cruelty. No, this love is something more divine—like the love of a god, both vengeful and benign. It is as constant as the sea. And as beautiful. As dangerous. As mysterious. She is the only woman to ever refuse me. And yet, I want… ↗

— Bettie Sharpe

#prince-charming #beauty