#music

I wrote back with a quick message: How do you know about 24601? I refuse to believe you read the book. You saw the musical, right? I hit send and received a response back from him almost immediately. SparkNotes. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#bloodlines #sydney-sage #the-golden-lily #music

There is nothing more to be said or to be done tonight, so hand me over my violin and let us try to forget for half an hour the miserable weather and the still more miserable ways of our fellowmen. ↗

— Arthur Conan Doyle

#music #sherlock-holmes #violin #music

There must be some kind of way out of here,' said the joker to the thief... ↗

— Bob Dylan

#song-lyrics #music

Ah, that shows you the power of music, that magician of magician, who lifts his wand and says his mysterious word and all things real pass away and the phantoms of your mind walk before you clothed in flesh. ↗

— Mark Twain

#music

Music is everything and nothing. It is useless and no limit can be set on its use. Music takes me to places of illimitable sensual and insensate joy, accessing points of ecstasy that no angelic lover could ever locate, or plunging me into gibbering weeping hells of pain that no torturer could devise. Music makes me write this sort of maundering adolescent nonsense without embarrassment. Music is in fact the dog's bollocks. Nothing else comes close. ↗

— Stephen Fry

#music

I do have a regard for the musicality of language that came from BBC sitcoms like 'Fawlty Towers.' ↗

— Russell Brand

#came #i #i do #language #like

If you don't write good music, people aren't going to listen to anything you say. ↗

— Justin Sane

#going #good #good music #listen #music

There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass, Or night-dews on still waters between walls Of shadowy granite, in a gleaming pass; Music that gentlier on the spirit lies, Than tir'd eyelids upon tir'd eyes; Music that brings sweet sleep down from the blissful skies. Here are cool mosses deep, And thro' the moss the ivies creep, And in the stream the long-leaved flowers weep, And from the craggy ledge the poppy hangs in sleep. ↗

— Alfred Tennyson

#sweet-music #music

They say that time Heals everything But they dob't know you And the scars you bring ↗

— The Wanted

#music

I've been working on my own music. I've been writing an album, stuff that's kind of personal to my own life. ↗

— Ariel Winter

#been #i #kind #life #music