Reset, readjust, restart, refocus.As many times as you need to.
Just don't quit!
Energy flows where attention goes.
To get what you really want in life, you need a clear goal that has purpose and meaning behind it.
Once this is in place, you can focus your energy on the goal and become obsessive about it.
When you learn how to focus your energy, amazing things happen.
MermaidDiagram Comment.
The only truth is music.
Magic exists. Who can doubt it, when there are rainbows and wildflowers, the music of the wind and the silence of the stars? Anyone who has loved has been touched by magic. It is such a simple and such an extraordinary part of the lives we live.
Live your truth. Express your love. Share your enthusiasm. Take action towards your dreams. Walk your talk. Dance and sing to your music. Embrace your blessings. Make today worth remembering.
Music is the literature of the heart; it commences where speech ends.
When I hear music, I fear no danger. I am invulnerable. I see no foe. I am related to the earliest times, and to the latest.
Music is an agreeable harmony for the honor of God and the permissible delights of the soul.
Life seems to go on without effort when I am filled with music.
Well my music was different in high school; I was singing about love—you know, things I don't care about anymore.
It’s not that we have to quit this life one day, but it’s how many things we have to quit all at once: music, laughter,the physics of falling leaves, automobiles, holding hands,the scent of rain, the concept of subway trains... if only one could leave this life slowly!
I'm wishing he could see that music lives. Forever. That it's stronger than death. Stronger than time. And that its strength holds you together when nothing else can.
Music is my higher power
Without music, life would be a blank to me.
To me, history ought to be a source of pleasure. It isn't just part of our civic responsibility. To me, it's an enlargement of the experience of being alive, just the way literature or art or music is."[The Title Always Comes Last; NEH 2003 Jefferson Lecturer interview profile]
We are the music-makers,And we are the dreamers of dreams,Wandering by lone sea-breakers,And sitting by desolate streams.World-losers and world-forsakers,Upon whom the pale moon gleams;Yet we are the movers and shakers,Of the world forever, it seems.
To be creative means to be in love with life. You can be creative only if you love life enough that you want to enhance its beauty, you want to bring a little more music to it, a little more poetry to it, a little more dance to it.
Somebody just gave me a shower radio. Thanks a lot. Do you really want music in the shower? I guess there's no better place to dance than a slick surface next to a glass door.
Develop an interest in life as you see it; the people, things, literature, music - the world is so rich, simply throbbing with rich treasures, beautiful souls and interesting people. Forget yourself.
Mockingbirds don’t do one thing but make music for us to enjoy. They don’t eat up people’s gardens, don’t nest in corncribs, they don’t do one thing but sing their hearts out for us. That’s why it’s a sin to kill a mockingbird.
The music in his laughter had a way of rounding off the missing notes in her soul.
A whizzpopper!" cried the BFG, beaming at her. "Us giants is making whizzpoppers all the time! Whizzpopping is a sign of happiness. It is music in our ears! You surely is not telling me that a little whizzpopping if forbidden among human beans?
If I had my life to live over again, I would have made a rule to read some poetry and listen to some music at least once every week.
Music, my rampart and my only one.
The best of a book is not the thought which it contains, but the thought which it suggests; just as the charm of music dwells not in the tones but in the echoes of our hearts.
Music is pleasing not only because of the sound but because of the silence that is in it: without the alternation of sound and silence there would be no rhythm.
If I should ever die, God forbid, let this be my epitaph:THE ONLY PROOF HE NEEDEDFOR THE EXISTENCE OF GODWAS MUSIC
I found my God in music and the arts, with writers like Hermann Hesse, and musicians like Muddy Waters, Howlin' Wolf, and Little Walter. In some way, in some form, my God was always there, but now I have learned to talk to him.
Life is for the living.Death is for the dead.Let life be like music. And death a note unsaid.
Some people have lives; some people have music.
By reading the scriptures I am so renewed that all nature seems renewed around me and with me. The sky seems to be a pure, a cooler blue, the trees a deeper green. The whole world is charged with the glory of God and I feel fire and music under my feet.
If music be the food of love, play on,Give me excess of it; that surfeiting,The appetite may sicken, and so die.
Without music, life would be a mistake.
You have to, take a deep breath. and allow the music to flow through you. Revel in it, allow yourself to awe. When you play allow the music to break your heart with its beauty.
The unhappiest people I know, romantically speaking, are the ones who like pop music the most; and I don't know whether pop music has caused this unhappiness, but I do know that they've been listening to the sad songs longer than they've been living the unhappy lives.
He put his hand on my waist, and my heart began to pound, a rougher rhythm than the music. I held my skirt. Our free hands met. His felt warm and comforting and unsettling and bewildering--all at once.
My heart, which is so full to overflowing, has often been solaced and refreshed by music when sick and weary.
If it weren't for music, I would think that love is mortal.
When it comes, you’ll be dreamingthat you don’t need to breathe;that breathless silence isthe music of the darkand it’s part of the rhythmto vanish like a spark.
It was the moment I realized what music can do to people, how it can make you hurt and feel so good all at once.
If music be the food of love, play on.
There is nothing more notable in Socrates than that he found time, when he was an old man, to learn music and dancing, and thought it time well spent.
Once upon a time there was a silence that dreamed of becoming a song, and then I found you, and now everything is music.
Most people die with their music still locked up inside them.
Charlie whistled "Amazing Grace" as he drove. It was all I could do not to whip my head around and snap, Are you kidding me? Couldn't he pick something more appropriate, like "Shout at the Devil" or "Don't fear the Reaper"? Some people had no sense of the proper music for a kidnapping.
Where music thundered let the mind be still,Where the will triumphed let there be no will,What light revealed, now let the dark fulfill.
It was sad music. But it waved its sadness like a battle flag. It said the universe had done all it could, but you were still alive.
DEAFNESS DOESN'T PREVENT COMPOSERS HEARING THE MUSIC. IT PREVENTS THEM HEARING THE DISTRACTIONS.
We are mosaics - pieces of light, love, history, stars -- glued together with magic and music and words.
Do you know people who insist they like 'all kinds of music'? That actually means they like no kinds of music.
We grown-up people think that we appreciate music, but if we realized the sense that an infant has brought with it of appreciating sound and rhythm, we would never boast of knowing music. The infant is music itself.
Amy [Winehouse] changed pop music forever, I remember knowing there was hope, and feeling not alone because of her. She lived jazz, she lived the blues.
Music is ... A higher revelation than all Wisdom & Philosophy
Music is enough for a lifetime, but a lifetime is not enough for music.
If conversation was the lyrics, laughter was the music, making time spent together a melody that could be replayed over and over without getting stale.
Music, When Soft Voices DieMusic, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory; Odours, when sweet violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken. Rose leaves, when the rose is dead, Are heap'd for the belovèd's bed; And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone, Love itself shall slumber on.
DNA neither cares nor knows. DNA just is. And we dance to its music.
Some of us go full circle. Some of us blindly go nowhere. The circle doesn’t have to be very large to make a point, kick your ass and/or be entertaining. Remember that and stay light. Even the deaf know good music when they hear it.
Music is, to me, proof of the existence of God. It is so extraordinarily full of magic, and in tough times of my life I can listen to music and it makes such a difference.
It requires wisdom to understand wisdom: the music is nothing if the audience is deaf.
It’s not that we have to quit this life one day, but it’s how many things we have to quit all at once: music, laughter, the physics of falling leaves, automobiles, holding hands, the scent of rain, the concept of subway trains... if only one could leave this life slowly!
He tells me to pick the music. I’m not sure if he knows that handing me his iPod is like handing me the window to his soul.
I guess this is a message for those of you who contemplate permanent solutions to temporary problems. You never know what could be coming in the future. There is so much music you've yet to hear.
Can I join you at lunch?" She paused. "You have every other day." He laughed, a sound as musical as the chiming song of the lupine fey when they ran. "Yes. But you resented it every other day." "What makes you think I won't resent it today?" "Hope. It's what I live on...
With my ninth mind I resurrect my firstand dance slow to the music of my soul made new.
Our moments are music, and sometimes – just sometimes – we can catch them and put them into some lasting form. If we didn’t have music, I don’t think we could ever be truly happy, and if we didn’t have special moments, we would never find music.
Breathing in the scent of his hair, I realized I'd needed him my whole life, before we even met. First, his music and the way he taught me through books and recordings. Then, he saved my life and refused to abandon me no matter how much I deserved it.
Count your blessings. Once you realize how valuable you are and how much you have going for you, the smiles will return, the sun will break out, the music will play, and you will finally be able to move forward the life that God intended for you with grace, strength, courage, and confidence.
Music links us humans, heart to heart...Across time and space, and life and death.
First a warning, musical; then the hour, irrevocable. The leaden circles dissolved in the air.
It was always a relief when she came home to him. Like water or food. Like music or that moment when you cut yourself with a knife and squeeze the skin and no blood oozes out.
We were like deaf people trying to dance to a beat we couldn't hear, long after the music actually stopped.
Philosophy is the highest music.
Musical training is a more potent instrument than any other, because rhythm and harmony find their way into the inward places of the soul.
The music echoes in the emptiness. It reminds us where we came from and where we’re bound.
I have sent books and music there, and all / Those instruments with which high spirits call / The future from its cradle, and the past / Out of its grave, and make the present last / In thoughts and joys which sleep, but cannot die, / Folded within their own eternity.
Fashion and music are the same, because music express its period too.
As in music, when we hear the crescendo building, suddenly if the music stops, we begin to hear the silence as part of the music.
The capacity to blunder slightly is the real marvel of DNA. Without this special attribute, we would still be anaerobic bacteria and there would be no music.
Life dies but forever will there be music. Always.
The music of hope is everywhere, but to hear it, you need to ignore the muddy jangle of life's hassles.
He took in the squeaky music, the vulgar and pining melodies, because passion immobilizes good taste and seriously considers what soberly would be thought of as funny and to be resented.
For me, Chanel is like music. There are certain notes and you have to make another tune with them
You can't make a fan of everyone. Stay true to your story, characters, music, art or whatever it is you do and fuck everyone else who doesn't like it. Life isn't perfect.
Sex parties, alcohol and drugs lost their appeal to Sven after a while. Music never did, in his continual search for that sober connection--intimacy with one person over a long period of time, as opposed to periods of intimacy with a bunch of random faces.
Music is the beat of a drum that keeps time with our emotions.
Pure intuitive faith differs as much from fanaticism as fire from smoke, or music from mere noise; those who confuse the two are like the deaf.
I make music for ears, not eyes
I enjoy melancholic music and art. They take me to places I don't normally get to go.
[When] he's here, he's always reading. He says books stop time. I myself think he's crazy...Don't tell anyone, but when he reads something that he likes he gets real happy, turns on the music, and dances by himself, or with a broom sometimes.
How charming is divine Philosophy! Not harsh, and crabbed as dull fools suppose, But musical as is Apollo's lute, And a perpetual feast of nectar'd sweets, Where no crude surfet raigns.
hope had become despair, protestors had become terrorists, love had become sex, music had become noise, and us had become me.
God has abandoned you. Fear does not serve you. Your heart has betrayed you. Only the music can guide you.
But the character of the music emphasized the tale as allegory--humorous, poignant, humane allegory--disclosing the metamorphosis of life itself, in which man moves from confident inexperience through the bitterness of experience, toward the rueful wisdom of self-knowledge.
Look. Isn't he beautiful?"Drew's expression softened. "Ah, Nellie. He's bald, pink, and has no teeth. What's so beautiful about that?"Nellie's laugh tinkled out like musical chimes while she covered the babe back up.
They all believed in him because of the authenticity of his musical talent and his faith in it.
Those who decide to use leisure as a means of mental development, who love good music, good books, good pictures, good company, good conversation, are the happiest people in the world.
My hope for the future, not just in the music industry, but in every young girl I meet…is that they all realize their worth and ask for it.
Musicians have always had a better understanding of love than the rest of us. Over the years they have told us that love: is like a rock, is here to stay, is all you need, will find a way, will keep us together, will tear us apart, sucks.
Music shouldn't be just a tune, it should be a touch.
He won't listen to the music, and I can't turn it off.
The soul, they say, is divine and the flesh is iniquity. But I am a musician and I ask this - without the wood and the strings of the violin, where would the sonata find form?
Books! tis a dull and endless strife:Come, hear the woodland linnet,How sweet his music! on my life,There's more of wisdom in it.
We start our lives with blues . . . with music. It's our first language. It's the rhythm of the womb. It's your mama's heartbeat inside your head.
In scientific thinking are always present elements of poetry. Science and music requires a thought homogeneous.
It isn’t true, is it, Daniel, that music can tame the beasts? Yet, in the end, a song lives.
If names be not correct, language is not in accordance with the truth of things. If language be not in accordance with the truth of things, affairs cannot be carried on to success. When affairs cannot be carried on to success, proprieties and music do not flourish.
Music is a mixed mathematical science that concerns the origens, attributes, and distinctions of sound, out of which a cultivated and lovely melody and harmony are made, so that God is honored and praised but mankind is moved to devotion, virtue, joy, and sorrow.
when you have no spirit to seize the day, find it behind the music, between the flowing leaves, beneath the sun rays, and just within yourself. Talk to yourself, be the best friend for yourself, and do not hesitate to ask God help
Even those fallen leaves dance, on the musical wind cadence.
I can't imagine what a happy home is like: parents cuddling and laughing, music playing, books on the shelves, discussions round the table? We don’t have any of that, but if Mum’s happy, I’m happy.
The chanting went on, the musicians giving in to the rhythm of their own being, finding healing in touching that rhythm, and healing in chanting about death, the only real god they knew.
I am composing my own music. It is mine, from my hand alone. I wrote it for myself and I wanted to share it with you. Do you see me?
Wait a minute,” Sandra said, sounding skeptical. “You were really stuck?”Things were starting to get worse.Her mouth dropped open and she began to laugh—the kind of laugh that would have been music to his ears if she were laughing with him and not at him.Things were definitely worse.
There will be music for youone day.
As we sail in the voyage of life,the love and joy we shared count more than anything else.Let them feel the rhythm of our heart,share them the music of our soul,for a meaningful, fulfilling moments of today,for a hopeful, promising and joyful tomorrow
The music plays . . . and your sense of reality is heightened to a dream.
Life is sexy music, spicy-hot enchiladas and stacks of yellowed journals. It is the salsa and the gossip that floats on city breezes
Whenever i find myself losing faith in humanity, i come back to the classical music. They are a great reminder that we are also able to produce beautiful things made out of strong and barely controllable emotions.
Laughter with those that understand us is music for the soul. A hug at the right moment and a kind shoulder to lean on,Is the sprinkle of magic that keeps us walking towards hope.
It's old, very old I think. Made up long ago in our hills. What my music teacher calls a mountain air. But the words are easy and soothing, promising tomorrow will be more hopeful than this awful piece of time we call today.
Fear is like a megaphone in your head that pulses aggression and sadness. Hope is the audio gain adjuster. Happiness is the musical algorithm.
Listen within to find shining poetry and hear extraordinary music. You are a work of art.
The lilac moon came high an altitude from mine to clasp its beauty,yet next to my bosom hide, lies she,like ten thousand silver moons illumine;and her soul’s music showered words as she spoke wide.
MUSICIt has to be felt to be heard.
MUSIC BURNS!
And then he - Tchaikovsky - turned towards the little lectern that was on the stage, picked up his baton and held it in the air. He paused a moment. It was like watching an old wizard with a wand, summoning the energy needed to cast a spell... Time slowed inside that moment.Then the music began.
Music is beyond knowledge, as feeling is.
Vulnerability, not music, is the food of love.
There’s something beyond all this. We see hints in books and music.
Music is the only place where time does not exist.
Is there any misery in music?
They danced slow circles in the sand, Javier singing the words to the Spanish version of the song, the melancholy music putting a strange ache in his chest, an ache he saw reflected in her eyes. Was she feeling what he was feeling?
Culture or language is not the limit of music.As such, goodness is not limited to humanity.
The very first note on the musical scale of peace is love.
The music of the spheres is unlike other music not only in respect of its richness, but also in the nature of its medium. It is a music not merely of sounds but of souls.
Time now seemed to have receded, to be an enormous empty room which she must furnish, like any other aimless woman, with celluloid shadows of other people's happiness, with music that worked one up for nothing.
To rid oneself of misery every human being needs to align thoughts, speech, and action and that alignment is music.
Silence is the music of God.
Music is poetry in motion.
Music is about time,’ I told her. ‘It is about controlling time.
I know no misery in music.
The more we enjoy music, the merrier we shall be.
When I'm creating at the piano, I tend to feel happy; but - the eternal dilemma - how can we be happy amid the unhappiness of others? I'd do everything I could to give everyone a moment of happiness. That's what's at the heart of my music.
You’re heartbeat is my music, Phoenix, and your smiles are my lyrics.
The silence between us was the sweetest music this universe has ever heard.
One familiar strain of music can give solace for hope and brings individuals and generations together.
The big difference between chaos and shalom is rhythm. Chaos is unpredictable and unrhythmic. It has no set cadence. But shalom is more like a dance that depends on the rhythm in music.
Music is the one universal language that everyone can speak & understand worldwide" - (G Swiss)
What burned in these men that didn't burn in me? A difference of focus or something outside of me? A lack or too much of something? ... I'm not an authority, God knows, but if there is a way to talk into the Great Primal Ears - if Ears there be - music and silence must be the best way.
Life is about dancing in the rain while the sun sings its music and the rainbows deliver hope.It is in being totally and fully present with ourselves, That we can live a whole lifetime in a single moment.
Music is one of life's most important behavioral motivators that creates energy and action.
Life is misery, without music.
Music is the single most powerful medium in the world it transcends the universe and it is not confined by time or space, it is immortal.
Music is a writer's heartbeat.
When a writer's heart is filled with the music of her soul, her words sing.
Music soothes the soul.
Music makes a merrier world.
The Buddha may have been the Beethoven of his psychological state, but Beethoven got to where he was gradually, and still fell somewhere on the endless continuum of musical mastery by the end of his life.
We are here to dance to the music of our souls, to live in the wonder of our presence, and to be who we are in the beauty of our divine being.
Love is alive when there's music in your heart.
Meu coração tão cheio de palavras, poemas e canções foi condenado a amá-lo em silêncio.Escreveu Sofia, no deslocamento para casa. Talvez ele puesse ser um personagem do seu primeiro romance.Do conto "As notas musicais do seu sorriso" - Antologia Noite Feliz
Make your book of life a musical.
With music, we rise from misery to hope.
Even a pacemaker cannot regulate the hearts rhythm for the music of love
Music is the road to the soul
Music is the key for the dead soul and love is the key for the living soul
With music in your heart, you will be forever happy.
Make music out of whatever comes to you.
I could compare my music to white light which contains all colors. Only a prism can divide the colors and make them appear; this prism could be the spirit of the listener.
Whoever hates music, love misery.
To discover what time is look well at music, for in music time is exactly measured and defined with rhythm and soul.
God I am Grateful today, for all things that cash can't buy! What would Life be without eyes to see! Wonder, without music, how Happy could I be? "Thank you Lord", are words I say, every moment on this Grateful day.
God I am Grateful today, for all things that cash can't pay! What would life be without eyes to see! Wonder, without music, how happy could I be? "Thank you Lord" , are words I say, every moment on this Grateful day.
Add some Melody to the Lyrics of Words,Add some Music to each Life's Situation.. Let there be a Song! Beautiful, Hip-Hop, Romantic, Rap.. Let there be a Moment where one day, we can Sing-Along-Life, Of Where we Belong.
Always a frail mind,to Live,I must act this inevitable play of life:'The LIving Death',the deranging and perplexing scenes are in it! Ah!let me not exit the World's STAGE, in silence, leaving the Nature's serene music,my Muse and the Beauty of MANYImaginary dreams.
Silence...is filledwith droplets of music ...everywhere
What stains your heart for so sad morrows,if still Life in you is stringing Music's undulating waves to heighten your skylark flight.
It was during my enchanted days of travel that the idea came to me, which, through the years, has come into my thoughts again and again and always happily—the idea that geology is the music of the earth.
The Qu'ran is God's song, not ours, not even Muhammad's. To allow such a song to pass through one's body, however imperfectly, is to discover that the instrument is transformed by the music.
Music teaches us about lyricism in writing, a delicate turn of phrase, selectiveness with words, rhythmic passages. Most of all, music, like good writing, touches our emotions with cadences that slip in like a subtle visitor, familiar and known before.
The vibrations on the air are the breath of God speaking to man's soul. Music is the language of God. We musicians are as close to God as man can be. We hear his voice, we read his lips, we give birth to the children of God, who sing his praise. That's what musicians are.
When all of this music sounds like you know what you want to say, then it will have been of all worth, ever. You will be something complete unto yourself, present and unique.
I think music is what language once aspired to be. Music allows us to face God on our own terms because it reaches beyond life.
It occurred to me by intuition, and music was the driving force behind that intuition. My discovery was the result of musical perception.
There are two means of refuge from the misery of life — music and cats.
Music melts all the separate parts of our bodies together.
He moved like a dancer, which is not surprising; a horse is a beautiful animal, but it is perhaps most remarkable because it moves as if it always hears music.
To live is to be musical, starting with the blood dancing in your veins. Everything living has a rhythm. Do you feel your music?
Love of music, of sunsets and sea; a liking for the same kind of people; political opinions that are not radically divergent; a similar stance as we look at the stars and think of the marvelous strangeness of the universe - these are what build a marriage. And it is never to be taken for granted.
Music in the soul can be heard by the universe.
Knowledge Strategy Execution
Motivation is a byproduct of action, not the catalyst for it.
Control your thoughts or your thoughts will control you.
Today is a new day. Stop living in the past.
Focus on the step in front of you, not the whole staircase.
You attract what you are, not what you want. If you want great, then be great.
Your goals should scare you a little and excite you a lot.
