Then from the neighboring thicket the mockingbird, wildest of singers, Swinging aloft on a willow spray that hung o'er the water. Shook from his little throat such floods of delirious music, That the whole air and the woods and the waves seemed silent to listen.
Money can't buy real friendshipâfriendship must be earned. Money can't buy a clear conscienceâsquare dealing is the price tag. Money can't buy the glow of good healthâright living is the secret. Money can't buy happinessâhappiness is a mental condition and one may be as happy in a cottage as in a mansion. Money can't buy sunsets, songs of wild birds and the music of the wind in the treesâthese are as free as the air we breath. Money can't buy inward peaceâpeace is the result of a constructive philosophy in life. Money can't buy a good characterâgood character is achieved through decent habits of private living and wholesome dealings in our open contacts with our fellow men.
Music religious heat inspires, It wakes the soul, and lifts it high, And wings it with sublime desires, And fits it to bespeak the Deity.
Music exalts each joy, allays each grief, Expels diseases, softens every pain, Subdues the rage of poison, and the plague.
That rich celestial music thrilled the air From hosts on hosts shining ones, who thronged Eastward and westward, making bright the night.
Music tells no truths.
Rugged the breast that music cannot tame.
If music and sweet poetry agree.
The rustle of the leaves in summer's hush When wandering breezes touch them, and the sigh That filters through the forest, or the gush That swells and sinks amid the branches high,-- 'Tis all the music of the wind, and we Let fancy float on the aeolian breath.
"Music hath charms to soothe the savage beast," And therefore proper at a sheriff's feast.
And sure there is music even in the beauty, and the silent note which Cupid strikes, far sweeter than the sound of an instrument; for there is music wherever there is harmony, order, or proportion; and thus far we may maintain the music of the spheres.
Her voice, the music of the spheres, So loud, it deafens mortals' ears; As wise philosophers have thought, And that's the cause we hear it not.
Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell.
There's music in the sighing of a reed; There's music in the gushing of a rill; There's music in all things, if men had ears: Their earth is but an echo of the spheres.
And hears thy stormy music in the drum!
Life is a song. Love is the music.
I don't know anything about music. In my line you don't have to.
Wagner's music is better than it sounds.
Music inflames temperament.
Military justice is to justice what military music is to music.
Life is like music; it must be composed by ear, feeling, and instinct, not by rule.
Music makes one feel so romantic - at least it always gets on one's nerves - which is the same thing nowadays.
Music is the art of thinking with sounds.
Music with dinner is an insult both to the cook and the violinist.
Musical people always want one to be perfectly dumb at the very moment when one is longing to be perfectly deaf.