#us

The only reason I am successful is because I have stayed true to myself. ↗

— Lindsey Stirling

#hip-hop #music #violin #violinist #music

My air guitar just arrived by airmail! ↗

— Stuart Blythe

#guitar #humor #humourur #music #music

My mind is killing me” — The Glass Child, Stuck In My Mind ↗

— Charlotte Eriksson

#lyrics-of-the-heart #music #my-mind #stuck-in-my-mind #sylvia-plath

I'm so gifted at findin' what I don't like the most ↗

— Kanye West

#music

Life goes on, brah! ↗

— The Beatles

#music #the-beatles #timeless #wise-words #music

Elvis Presley once said that I don’t know anything about the music. It is because he is the music itself! The nightingales don’t know anything about the music! ↗

— Mehmet Murat ildan

#music

Memory isn't the defective tape recording you've been led to believe. It's the tape player itself, playing back the tracks of music we select—and sometimes those we don't. ↗

— James P. Kimmel

#music

Cause when I hear your name I can not stop cheesing I love you so much that my heart stops beating when you're leaving And I'm grieving and my heart starts bleeding Life without you has no goddamn meaning ↗

— Tyler The Creator

#heartbeat #life #love #lyrics #music

When the world is at peace, when all things are tranquil and all men obey their superiors in all their courses, then music can be perfected. When desires and passions do not turn into wrongful paths, music can be perfected. Perfect music has its cause. It arises from equilibrium. Equilibrium arises from righteousness, and righteousness arises from the meaning of the cosmos. Therefore one can speak about music only with a man who has perceived the meaning of the cosmos. ↗

— Hermann Hesse

#oneness #men

Oh, I can see that,” Catelyn said. “Lord Tully is fond of song, I hear. No doubt you’ve been to Riverrun.” “A hundred times,” Marillion the singer said airily. “They keep a chamber for me, and the young lord is like a brother.” Catelyn smiled, wondering what Edmure would think of that. Another singer had once bedded a girl her brother fancied; he had hated the breed ever since. “And Winterfell?” she asked him. “Have you traveled north?” “Why would I?” Marillion asked. “It’s all blizzards and bearskins up there, and the Starks know no music but the howling of wolves.” Distantly, she was aware of the door banging open at the far end of the room. ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#winterfell #music