But Bellenden we needs must praise,
Who as down the stairs she jumps
Sings o'er the hill read more

But Bellenden we needs must praise,
Who as down the stairs she jumps
Sings o'er the hill and far away,
Despising doleful dumps.
- Unattributed Author,

All the sounds of the earth are like music.

All the sounds of the earth are like music.

There's nothing remarkable about it. All one has to do is hit the right keys at the right time and read more

There's nothing remarkable about it. All one has to do is hit the right keys at the right time and the instrument plays itself.

When you work you are a flute through whose heart the whispering of the hours turns to music. Which of read more

When you work you are a flute through whose heart the whispering of the hours turns to music. Which of you would be a reed, dumb and silent, when all else sings together in unison?

You know, all my songs are relatives, brothers, sisters, cousins.

You know, all my songs are relatives, brothers, sisters, cousins.

Giving jazz the Congressional seal of approval is a little like making Huck Finn an honorary Boy Scout.

Giving jazz the Congressional seal of approval is a little like making Huck Finn an honorary Boy Scout.

Music is a safe kind of high.

Music is a safe kind of high.

Beethoven can write music, thank God, but he can do nothing else on earth.

Beethoven can write music, thank God, but he can do nothing else on earth.

Music is moonlight in the gloomy night of life.

Music is moonlight in the gloomy night of life.