#music

In a cool solitude of trees Where leaves and birds a music spin, Mind that was weary is at ease, New rhythms in the soul begin. ↗

— William Kean Seymour

#solitude #trees #weariness #music

The bird music sank into her, like a song you used to know but forgot long ago. You hear a piano play it some day, and for a minute you feel a happy pain, but you don't know why. Bird felt like that. ↗

— Katherine Catmull

#forgetting #music #song #music

Start with your heart, and only good can follow! ↗

— Ocean

#kind #mermaid #music #ocean #poetry

When it came time to die, we knew and went to deep yards where we lay down and our bones turned to brass. We were picked over. We were used to fix broken clocks, music boxes; our pelvises were fitted onto pinions, our spines soldered into cast works. Our ribs were fitted as gear teeth and tapped and clicked like tusks. This is how, finally, we were joined. ↗

— Paul Harding

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A single radio post still heard him. The only link between him and the world was a wave of music, a minor modulation. Not a lament, no cry, yet purest of sounds that ever spoke despair. ↗

— Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

#doom #flight #music

Poetry is the language of the soul; Poetic Prose, the language of my heart. Each line must flow as in a song, and strike a chord that rings forever. To me, words are music! ↗

— Lori R. Lopez

#poetic-prose #poetry #song #writing-style #music

A thousand violins cloy very rapidly without percussion. ↗

— John Fowles

#music

I am love, I am music, she thinks. Let’s dance. ↗

— Paulo Coelho

#love #music #love

You are what you love not who loves you" - Fall Out Boy ↗

— Fall Out Boy

#music #love

Keep time! How sour sweet music is when time is broke and no proportion kept! So is it in the music of men's lives. I wasted time and now doth time waste me. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#time #men