#sang

I prepared five songs, I sang them, and he hired me. I started working about a month later at the piano bar. ↗

— Bobby McFerrin

#bar #five #hired #i #later

I always loved Sam Cooke, because he seemed very versatile. He sang gospel, soul, blues, pop music. ↗

— Aaron Neville

#because #blues #cooke #gospel #i

So you know, my plan was that I was going to make records, and be a rock star. And that's really what I wanted to do. And I sang from the time I was very young. ↗

— Katey Sagal

#i #know #make #plan #really

We started out when I was 6 years old. We played ukuleles and sang Everly Brothers songs. ↗

— Edgar Winter

#everly #i #old #out #played

Live simply. Deepest joy is like a flower....beautiful in essence. ↗

— Tony Samara

#consciousness #enlightenment #evolution #foundation #freedom

Upon the subject of education, not presuming to dictate any plan or system respecting it, I can only say that I view it as the most important subject which we as a people can be engaged in. ↗

— Abraham Lincoln

#education #sangamo-county #education

It's the ciiiiiiiiiiiiircle of liiiiiiiiiife!" Iggy sang ↗

— James Patterson

#iggy #sang #life

One thing: you have to walk, and create the way by your walking; you will not find a ready-made path. It is not so cheap, to reach to the ultimate realization of truth. You will have to create the path by walking yourself; the path is not ready-made, lying there and waiting for you. It is just like the sky: the birds fly, but they don't leave any footprints. You cannot follow them; there are no footprints left behind. ↗

— Osho

#consciouness #enlightenment #evolution #guru #healing

Mi accorgevo del corpo, del suo interno, accanto a lei: del battito del sangue a fior di polso, del rumore dell'aria nel naso, del traffico della macchina cuorepolmoni. Accanto al suo corpo esploravo il mio, calato nell'interno, sbatacchiato come il secchio nel pozzo. ↗

— Erri De Luca

#love #sangue #love

Want to buy some illusions, Slightly used, second hand? They were lovely illusions, Reaching high, built on sand. They had a touch of paradise, A spell you can't explain: For in this crazy paradise, You are in love with pain. ↗

— Frederick Hollander lyric

#love