Everyone likes to hear that their eccentricities and their addictions are simply evidence of their sensitive artistic nature.
You seldom hear any young artists in country music.
Music's something you feel. You have to feel it first before you hear it.
Why is it that whenever I hear a piece of music I don't like, it's always by Villa-Lobos?
Actually, the language in Shakespeare is wonderfully musical. You need to hear the music to connect with the words.
A musicologist is a man who can read music but can't hear it.
As long as someone wants to hear my music, I don't care if it's a ringtone or the album or whatever.
We need to hear the excuses men make to themselves for their worthlessness.
This is life, we look but we don't see,and we hear but we don't learn.
I don't think it should be a surprise for anyone to hear I'm gay.
I don't think it should be a surprise for anyone to hear that I'm gay.
Jenna can't hear us, she's blind
I'm hard of hearing. I miss a lot. It's really tough.
You always hear about how women working together will catfight.
I can hear the roar of women's silence.
In the vain laughter of folly wisdom hears half its applause.
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