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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?

by Khalil Gibran Found in: Music Quotes,
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Wagner's music has some wonderful moments but awful half hours.

Wagner's music has some wonderful moments but awful half hours.

by Gioacchino Rossini Found in: Music Quotes,
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You know, all my songs are relatives, brothers, sisters, cousins.

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

by David Coverdale Found in: Music Quotes,
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The choirs left the main tune and soared two octaves past heaven in a descant to rattle the bones and read more

The choirs left the main tune and soared two octaves past heaven in a descant to rattle the bones and surge the heart.

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Mozart is sweet sunshine.

Mozart is sweet sunshine.

by Antonin Dvorak Found in: Music Quotes,
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The best, most beautiful, and most perfect way that we have of expressing a sweet concord of mind to each read more

The best, most beautiful, and most perfect way that we have of expressing a sweet concord of mind to each other is by music.

by Jonathan Edwards Found in: Music Quotes,
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There's music in the sighing of a reed;
There's music in the gushing of a rill;
There's read more

There's music in the sighing of a reed;
There's music in the gushing of a rill;
There's music in all things, if men had ears:
Their earth is but an echo of the spheres.

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The rustle of the leaves in summer's hush
When wandering breezes touch them, and the sigh
That read more

The rustle of the leaves in summer's hush
When wandering breezes touch them, and the sigh
That filters through the forest, or the gush
That swells and sinks amid the branches high,--
'Tis all the music of the wind, and we
Let fancy float on the aeolian breath.

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The whole problem can be stated quite simply by asking, 'Is there a meaning to music?' My answer would be, read more

The whole problem can be stated quite simply by asking, 'Is there a meaning to music?' My answer would be, 'Yes.' And 'Can you state in so many words what the meaning is?" My answer to that would be, 'No.'

by Aaron Copeland Found in: Music Quotes,
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