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Today, music heralds... the establishment of a society of repetition in which nothing will happen anymore.
Today, music heralds... the establishment of a society of repetition in which nothing will happen anymore.
Music religious heat inspires,
It wakes the soul, and lifts it high,
And wings it with sublime read more
Music religious heat inspires,
It wakes the soul, and lifts it high,
And wings it with sublime desires,
And fits it to bespeak the Deity.
Sounds like the blues are composed of feeling, finesse, and fear.
Sounds like the blues are composed of feeling, finesse, and fear.
Don't be afraid to feel as angry or as loving as you can, because when you feel nothing, it's just read more
Don't be afraid to feel as angry or as loving as you can, because when you feel nothing, it's just death.
Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.
Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.
I think often sadness is a great place to get songs from.
I think often sadness is a great place to get songs from.
We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.
We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.
Opera in English is, in the main, about as sensible as baseball in Italian.
Opera in English is, in the main, about as sensible as baseball in Italian.
Thoughts are the shadows of our feelings - always darker, emptier and simpler.
Thoughts are the shadows of our feelings - always darker, emptier and simpler.