#music

Sometimes life gets weird. Hang in there, it gets better. ↗

— Tanner Patrick

#believe #faith #hang-in-there #hope #it-gets-better

How did he keep playing when money got really tight, and there was no more food in the house? How did he play on when it became clear he was flunking out of school? Was music really enough when the whole world seemed to be collapsing around him? Or was it just the only thing left? ↗

— Antony John

#music #food

Right there in that room, listening to the tape Laura gave me, I decided that I wanted something more than what I’d allowed myself to become. Listening to the voices and piano notes fade in and out, I decided that I wanted to be happy. If I had to fight for things in life, I wanted to fight for something bigger than the right to eat with a fork. I wanted to love and be loved and feel alive. I had no idea how to find my way, but listening to that music wash over me, I felt, for the first time, that the struggle I faced would be worth it. ↗

— Eric Nuzum

#mental-health #mental-hospital #music #friendship

Sometimes I wish Jim Morrison were still alive, because I'd love to see a concert in which "The Doors" opened up for "The Cars. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#funny #humor #jim-morrison #music #musicians

My love is like the shape your mouth makes while you whistle. Would you mind if I accompanied you on my harmonica? 
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— Jarod Kintz

#accompany #bizarre #funny #harmonica #humor

The more you ignore me, the closer I get; you're wasting your time. ↗

— Morrissey

#lyrics #music #humor

You made me feel less alone; you made me feel not quite so deformed, uninformed and hunchbacked. ↗

— Morrissey

#life #love #lyrics #music #humor

[On Chopin's Preludes:] "His genius was filled with the mysterious sounds of nature, but transformed into sublime equivalents in musical thought, and not through slavish imitation of the actual external sounds. His composition of that night was surely filled with raindrops, resounding clearly on the tiles of the Charterhouse, but it had been transformed in his imagination and in his song into tears falling upon his heart from the sky. ... The gift of Chopin is [the expression of] the deepest and fullest feelings and emotions that have ever existed. He made a single instrument speak a language of infinity. He could often sum up, in ten lines that a child could play, poems of a boundless exaltation, dramas of unequalled power. ↗

— George Sand

#composition #genius #gift #magic #music

It was the moment I realized what music can do to people, how it can make you hurt and feel so good all at once. ↗

— Nina LaCour

#hurt #inspirational #love #music #power-of-music

For the first time in four billion years a living creature had contemplated himself and heard with a sudden, unaccountable loneliness, the whisper of the wind in the night reeds. ↗

— Loren Eiseley

#reeds #wind #imagination