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I listened, motionless and still; And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore, Long read more
I listened, motionless and still; And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore, Long after it was heard no more.
Music is love in search of a word.
Music is love in search of a word.
Music is the divine way to tell beautiful, poetic things to the heart.
Music is the divine way to tell beautiful, poetic things to the heart.
Why waste money on psychotherapy when you can listen to the B Minor Mass?
Why waste money on psychotherapy when you can listen to the B Minor Mass?
Odds life! must one swear to the truth of a song?
Odds life! must one swear to the truth of a song?
Never look at the trombones. You'll only encourage them.
Never look at the trombones. You'll only encourage them.
And sure there is music even in the beauty, and the silent note
which Cupid strikes, far sweeter than read more
And sure there is music even in the beauty, and the silent note
which Cupid strikes, far sweeter than the sound of an instrument;
for there is music wherever there is harmony, order, or
proportion; and thus far we may maintain the music of the
spheres.
We dance for laughter, we dance for tears, we dance for madness, we dance for fears, we dance for hopes, read more
We dance for laughter, we dance for tears, we dance for madness, we dance for fears, we dance for hopes, we dance for screams, we are the dancers, we create the dreams.
