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music
Music is about textures as well as melody. Ken Hill
music
Location is a very important aspect to songwriting.
music people
People don't have fun making music all the time.
music
The more I do in my life, the more I can write music about new experiences.
music since
I was inspired to make music since I was 7 because my aunt is a songwriter.
music putting shooting toward
I would say now we?re shooting toward putting the music out in a professional way.
music using
I write a lot of rhymes, but I don't really end up using them a lot of times, and I end up just freestyling. I like to write music, though, more than I like to freestyle, to be honest. Swae Lee
music revenue sale
has got two revenue streams: one from our music and one from the sale of his iPods.
music played record
I played the guitar and thought that was what I was going to do as a career. I still record music that is played in my restaurants. Graham Elliot
sweet flower bud
The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower. William Cowper
sweet wish
He was just a sweet kid. I just wish I had an answer. Larry Mullen
sweet
He never complained. He was very sweet and mellow.
sweet dark flames
Fiery and sweet, all at the same time. A flame in the dark, lighting my way. Richelle Mead
sweet jobs names
I don't suppose that she gave you the job based on looks alone?" Adrian had been staring off but now flashed me a big smile. "Why, Sage, you sweet talker." "That's not what I meant! What happened?" He shrugged. "I told the truth." "Adrian!" "I'm serious. She asked me what my greatest strength was. I said getting along with people." "That's not bad." I admitted. "Then she asked what my greatest weakness was. And I said, 'Where should I start?'" "Adrian!" "Stop saying my name like that. I told her the truth. By the time I was on the fourth one, she told me I could go.
sweet stars heart
He laced his fingers through mine and lifted my hand to his lips. I had gloves on, but he kissed exactly where I wore his ring. “Why are you so sweet?” I asked, my voice small. My heart beat rapidly, and every star peeping through the clouds seemed to be shining just for me. “I don’t think I’m that sweet. I mean, I just told you to be quiet. That’s one step away from asking you to wash my laundry and make me a sandwich.” “You know what I mean.” Seth pressed another kiss to my forehead. “I’m sweet because you make it easy to be sweet.
sweet memories angel
We studied our angels for a few moments more, looking at where we had lain side by side in that sweet, quiet moment. I wished what I’d said was true, that we had truly left our mark on the mountain. But I knew that after the next snowfall, our angels would disappear into the whiteness and be nothing more than a memory.
sweet art sarcasm
He didn't see me looking at him, but I could tell the ceremony was having the same effect on him. He was enraptured. It was a rare and sweet look for him, reminding me of the tortured artist that lived beneath the sarcasm. I liked that about Adrian—not the tortured part, but the way he could feel so deeply and then transform those emotions into art.
sweet sunshine moments
Sunshine had never tasted so sweet as it did at that moment.
voice people matter
No matter how loud you shout, you will not drown out the voice of the people! William Wilberforce
voice training causes
If you insist on the chase," I say, my voice much surer than I feel."Then you better start training. 'Cause, dude you're in for a marathon. Carl Jung
voice granted equal
I can say sincerely, don't take your voice for granted. It is truly what makes us all equal.
voice
He was really cool, ... We really connected. His voice just aches. Chris Isaak
voice language whole
I had no voice to talk with because she was my whole language. Rob Sheffield
voice security-systems sitting
I'm not really qualified to install a security system," said Dimitri. "Really? There's something you can't do?" Adrian's voice was so soft that I could barely hear him, and he was sitting right next to me.
voice listening trying
The ghost of a smile flickered across his lips. ‘You’re always the voice of reason. Just try listening to yourself once in a while.
voice rose faces
No,''he said.''I was a Strigoi. I was one of them. I did...terrible things.'' The words were mild, but the tone of his voice spoke legions. The radiant faces of his family turned sober.''I was lost. Beyond hope. Except...Rose believed in me. Rose never gave up.
voice laughing arms
No," he said, voice thick and husky. His fingers dug into the chair's arms. "You'd better not get too close." I stopped, laughing softly. "You don't strike me as the assaulting type, Mortensen." "Yeah, well, there's a first time for everything.