Quotes of: Songs Keyword

A string of thoughts run through my head like a song I can't get rid of, over and over in the same order: I am broken. I am a fraud. I am impossible to love.

All the Bright Places

The mere existence of 'Buffy' proves the declinists wrong about one thing: Hollywood commercialism can produce great art. Complex and evolving characters. Playful language. Joy and sorrow, pathos and elation. Episodes that dare to be different - to t...

Virginia Postrel

Whoever God loves, satan hates; whoever God blesses, satan tries to curse. I believe, without a doubt, that the enemy tries to get to God through us — his children and the apples of His eye.

Hannah's Song

Humans have created too many beautiful songs to settle on one particular genre. Whether techno or opera, it doesn’t matter, as long as it has that certain edge, that something that makes it more. You just have to be able, or simply in the mood, to ...

Ivory Guard

A waft of wind came sweeping down the laurel-walk, and trembled through the boughs of the chestnut: it wandered away-away-to an indefinite distance-it died. The nightingale's song was then the only voice of the hour: in listening to it, I again wept.

Jane Eyre

Never thought that song "Aa bhi ja...meri jaan" will go viral like this. It's started playing around. Keep the play button on ♥ Hope someday it will fulfill my wishes.

Journey Of Two Hearts! -will be cherished forever

Someday you will name me, then gently place those burning holy roses in my hair. [Songs of Longing]

Rainer Maria Rilke - Sämtliche Werke (Complete Works)

The bird music sank into her, like a song you used to know but forgot long ago. You hear a piano play it some day, and for a minute you feel a happy pain, but you don't know why. Bird felt like that.

Summer and Bird

Uncomplicate it. Don’t make excuses. Some of life’s biggest heartaches come from missed opportunities and lame excuses. Don’t miss out on what could be the best chapter in your life because you’re too busy rereading the last one.

Song Chaser

Two birds locked inside a cage, we aren’t supposed to last, And I guess we both could blame it on our past. But I’m out of excuses if you’re done with pretending, I’m ready to start the story that doesn’t have an ending.

Song Chaser

Colliding with the bright light Of my true self, My illusions scream loudly, Themselves illusions Created by other illusions, Finally knowing that Deep within me Beneath the shell Lies the sacred beauty Of my true self.

Songs of Enlightenment

Then sudden Felagund there swaying Sang in answer a song of staying, Resisting, battling against power, Of secrets kept, strength like a tower, And trust unbroken, freedom, escape; Of changing and of shifting shape, Of snares eluded, broken traps, Th...

The Silmarillion

The living take a part of the dead with them, carrying them around in their minds, like a song that lingers after the music has been turned off.

Motherland: Beyond the Holocaust: A Mother-Daughter Journey to Reclaim the Past

When nations resort to arms, the human spirit is like a bird that cannot stand to hear its own song.

Make Love to the Universe: Himalayan Masters Share Spiritual Wisdom

Slaves sing most when they are most unhappy. The songs of the slave represent the sorrows of his heart; and he is relieved by them, only as an aching heart is relieved by its tears.

Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass

It’s crazy to think that people can appreciate your presence in their lives not because of what you’ve accomplished or what they’ve gotten out of knowing you, but just because you’re present.

Never Trust a Happy Song

You need songs that make you feel. Some make you string, some make you weak. Some build determination, some tear you apart. But you need all of those...Run through the pain.

Left Drowning

It doesn't matter what you did or where you were...it matters where you are and what you're doing. Get out there! Sing the song in your heart and NEVER let anyone shut you up!!

Life, the Truth, and Being Free

Different elevator music was playing since my last visit-that old disco song "Stayin' Alive." A terrifying image flashed through my mind of Apollo in bell-bottom pants and a slinky silk shirt.

The Last Olympian

God's voice is usually nothing more than a whisper, and you have to listen very carefully to hear it. But other times, in those rarest of moments, the answer is obvious and rings as loud as a church bell.

The Last Song

If pinpointing God's presence were really that simple, then he supposed the beaches would be more crowded in the mornings. They would be filled with people on their own quests, instead of people jogging or walking their dogs or fishing in the surf.

The Last Song