Villagers: [singing] We don't like what we don't understand, in fact it scares us, and this monster is mysterious at least...
Lefou: [singing] Gaston is the best, and the rest is all dr-ips! [accidentally splashes a mug of beer on Gaston standing right behind him]
Gaston: [singing] Here in town there's only she, who is beautiful as me, so I'm making plans to woo and marry Belle.
Butch Cassidy: [singing] Don't ever hit your mother with a shovel. It will leave a dull impression on her mind.
Church Congregation: [singing] Now is a time of great decision/Are we to stay or up and quit?/There's no avoiding this conclusion/Our town is turning into shit.
Also, I'd like to play an athlete again, while I'm still physically fit, or a musician, like Nat King Cole, because I play the trumpet and sing. I'd like to incorporate that into a character.
I wouldn't be able to write a song like 'Someone Like You' and get someone else to sing it because it's so personal. It's like giving away your heart.
If I were a writer and not a singer in 10 years, I don't know how I'd feel about writing really personal songs and getting someone else to sing them.
Those who make peaceful revolution impossible will make violent revolution inevitable.... I advice keep singing peacefully "GO NAWAZ GO
If an artist is not only he who sings or paints, but he who express himself by words or drawing then I can consider myself as one.
Singing is my passion, regardless of anything else that I've ever done. That's the one thing that no one can ever take away from me is my voice, and that is what I really want to do.
I always try to cheer myself up by singing when i get sad. Most of the time, it turns out that my voice is worse than my problems.
I wasn't like a Hollywood child actor - 'I'm five! I can sing, I can dance, I can act! I wanna be a star!'
I have often heard the statement made by foreign singers, as a demonstrated fact, that the German artists are artists in feeling indeed, and serious in their devotion, but that their singing is crude.
There is a need to find and sing our own song, to stretch our limbs and shake them in a dance so wild that nothing can roost there, that stirs the yearning for solitary voyage.
I've read and heard that some of the most inspiring vocal interpreters adhere habitually to one rule: Always think the lyrics as you're singing them, so that the sentiment is always appropriate and heartfelt.
It is raining at the top of my roof and I'am inside my blanket in this chilling night with an open window, missing my love and listning the rain singing a lullaby to me.
I would much rather be a better mother or better human being than I would be a singer. Fortunately for me singing makes me a living.
We had our unhappy moments but they got channelled into the kind of sadness that was necessary for singing a song about going nowhere. So it worked out very well I think.
All people that on earth do dwell sing to the Lord with cheerful voice Him serve with fear, his praise forth tell come ye before him and rejoice
Sleep with your windows open. You can hear both the rain and boys drunkly singing Frank Sinatra on their deck. Both are equally good." via @messyheadss on IG
