Famous Quotes & Sayings

Maya Angelou

The music was my friend, my lover, my family.

Herb Alpert

I wake up in the morning, I do a little stretching exercises, pick up the horn and play.

Isaac Hanson

But anyone who knows anything about the music industry knows it's not only about the music.

David Friedman

I publish my own music. I'm creating my own songbook. It works that way for me; I'm very independent.

Jim Foglesong

I'm just kind of a music junkie. Whatever I'm doing at the moment is my favorite.

Jerry Hunt

In 1955 music wasn't that important. Music was a kind of a special thing you went and did.

John Trudell

I'm not a musician making words to go with my music.

Lapo Elkann

I like listening to music and driving. How do you say... It's the only way I can 'chillax.'

Miles Davis

To keep creating you have to be about change.

James Joyce

Full many a flower is born to blush unseen.

James Russell Lowell

Suddenly all the sky is hid As with the shutting of a lid, One by one great drops are falling Doubtful and slow, Down the pane they are crookedly crawling, And the wind breathes low; Slowly the circles widen on the river, Widen and mingle, one and all; Here and there the slenderer flowers shiver, Struck by an icy rain-drop’s fall.

James Russell Lowell

Here come the hum the golden bees Underneath full blossomed trees, At once with glowing fruit and flowers crowned.

Jon Kabat-Zinn

Buckminster Fuller himself was fond of stating that what seems to be happening at the moment is never the full story of what is really going on. He liked to point out that for the honey bee, it is the honey that is important. But the bee is at the same time nature's vehicle for carrying out cross-pollination of the flowers. Interconnectedness is a fundamental principle of nature. Nothing is isolated. Each event connects with others.

Luc de Clapiers

Glory fills the world with virtue, and, like a beneficent sun, covers the whole earth with flowers and with fruits.

Longchenpa

Let the flower of compassion blossom in the rich soil of maître, and water it with the good water of equanimity in the cool, refreshing shade of joy.

John Clare

Love lives with Nature, not with lust. Go find her in the flowers.

Lurlene McDaniel

The stems stood tall and straight, one series arranged in a single line, the other in a crudely shaped heart, the final one in the shape of the letter U. I love you.

John Betjeman

And London shops on Christmas Eve Are strung with silver bells and flowers As hurrying clerks the City leave To pigeon-haunted classic towers, And marbled clouds go scudding by The many-steepled London sky