#singin

Take that rage, put it on a page, take the page to the stage, blow the roof off the place. ↗

— The Script

#music #rage #singing #the-script #writing

Neruda had his first dream, First meeting with the Moon and the Sun In sunny La Mancha, hiding in his heart, Where he learned how to sing like a nightingale. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#heart #la-mancha #moon #neruda #nightingale

That's a nice song,' said young Sam, and Vimes remembered that he was hearing it for the first time. It's an old soldiers' song,' he said. Really, sarge? But it's about angels.' Yes, thought Vimes, and it's amazing what bits those angels cause to rise up as the song progresses. It's a real soldiers' song: sentimental, with dirty bits. As I recall, they used to sing it after battles,’ he said. 'I've seen old men cry when they sing it,’ he added. Why? It sounds cheerful.' They were remembering who they were not singing it with, thought Vimes. You'll learn. I know you will. ↗

— Terry Pratchett

#comrades #death #singing #soldiers #death

Because of her singing they all went away feeling moved, feeling comforted, feeling, perhaps, the slightest tremors of faith. ↗

— Ann Patchett

#faith

It wasn't that Nanny Ogg sang badly. It was just that she could hit notes which, when amplified by a tin bath half full of water, ceased to be sound and became some sort of invasive presence. ↗

— Terry Pratchett

#singing #funny

See, some people politely encourage their tone-deaf friends to sing. Some people even convince them to go on live television and audition for national competitions. But me? I am not that friend. ↗

— Sarah Ockler

#friendship #singing #friendship

I'll never forget when we played Shepherd's Bush in London. We played 'I Run To You', and we put the mic out for the last chorus, and you could hear them singing the chorus with the beautiful accent that they have. ↗

— Hillary Scott

#beautiful #bush #chorus #could #forget

It's so amazing to hear a crowd of people singing one of your songs. It's the best feeling. ↗

— Liam Payne

#best #crowd #feeling #hear #people

Love, I find, is like singing. ↗

— Zora Neale Hurston

#singing #love

She sang that night like - I cannot say like an angel, for her songs were all of champagne suppers and strolling in the Burlington Arcade; perhaps, then, like a fallen angel - or yet again like a falling one: she sang like a falling angel might sing with the bounds of heaven fresh burst behind him, and hell still distant and unguessed. And as she did so, I sang with her - not loudly and carelessly like the rest of the crowd, but softly, almost secretly, as if she might hear me the better if I whispered rather than bawled. ↗

— Sarah Waters

#love #singing #love