I Quotes
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“I sing God's music because it makes me feel free. It gives me hope. With the blues, when you finish, you still have the blues.”
“I sing in a higher register, and you haven't heard that on the radio in years.”
“I sing in five or six different voices that are all part of me. Its not contrived.”
“I sing in key, thank you very much.”
“I sing in the car if I'm in LA, because you're like soundproofed.”
“I sing my heart out to the wide open spaces
I sing my heart out to the infinite sea
I sing my vision to the sky-high mountains
I sing my song to the free.”
“I sing my life. It's like I'm having group therapy 350 days a year, and the people who come to the show get that, and they're there for that - whether it's to be lifted up, or to be lifted out, or just entertained or inspired, or to feel not so alone.”
“I sing my song for a living, and I don't really worry about who listens or what they think. But it seems to make a living.”
“I sing My Way, I say this to the whole country, "Well, the President of Estonia sent me a message." He heard about it because of what's happening in Russia right now and the power grab that [Vladimir] Putin has.”
“I sing myself out to you, and my talons clutch the branch, and I am wrung out until your next letter gives me breath, fills me to bursting.”
Source: This Is How You Lose the Time War
“I sing of a woman with ink on her hands and pictures hidden beneath her hair. I sing of a dog with skin like velvet pushed the wrong way.I sing of the shape a fallen body makes in the dirt beneath a tree, and I sing of an ordinary man who is wanted to know things no human being could tell him.This is the true beginning.”
Source: The Dogs of Babel
“I sing of arms and of a man: his fate
had made him fugitive: he was the first
to journey from the coasts of Troy as far
as Italy and the Lavinian shores
Across the lands and waters he was battered
beneath the violence of the high ones for
the savage Juno's unforgetting anger.”
Source: The Aeneid of Virgil: A Verse Translation
“I sing of brooks, of blossoms, birds, and bowers:
Of April, May, or June, and July flowers.
I sing of Maypoles, Hock-carts, wassails, wakes,
Of bridegrooms, brides, and of the bridal cakes.”
Source: The Love Poems of Robert Herrick and John Donne
“I sing only in Meronian - my own language - but there are also elements of English and Finnish languages in our songs. When we use the spiritual Meronian language, the word 'international' doesn't do justice to our band. This kind of psychic language's means of communication can reach galaxies beyond our planet, not to mention the other living and inanimate entities of our own planet.”
“I sing out to the birds, but they have
flown away
and will not return
to recount stories of distant
places only they can visit.
No restrictions, no imprisonment.
They can move
beyond the walls of hate
while I remain
trapped
inside this cage.”
Source: The way it is
“I sing seriously to my mom on the phone. To put her to sleep, I have to sing 'Maria' from West Side Story. When I hear her snoring, I hang up.”
“I sing some songs but don't expect me to release an album anytime soon.”
“I sing sometimes for the war that I fight, 'Cause every tool is a weapon if you hold it right.”
“I sing songs from the theater and pop songs. When I say 'pop songs,' I mean from the 90's. And I tell jokes. So it's sort of a stand up show meets a concert - not your traditional lounging across a piano cabaret show. It's much looser.”
“I sing songs that I have lived or I write them because I have lived them. I think the believability factor is key.”
“I sing the best when I'm really in my voice. It's kind of like I'm meditating but I sort of imagine my voice as a physical thing. I see colours, I feel it moving out of me and I try to tap into images that I was tapping into when I was writing the song.”
“I sing the body electric,
The armies of those I love engirth me and I engirth them,
They will not let me off till I go with them, respond to them,
And discorrupt them, and charge them full with the charge of the soul.”
Source: Leaves of Grass
“I sing the body electric.”
“I sing the body that is electric! I celebrate the Self yet to be unveiled!”
“I sing the hymn of the conquered, who fell in the Battle of Life,-The hymn of the wounded, the beaten, who died overwhelmed in the strife....The hymn of the low and the humble, the weary, the broken in heart,Who strove and who failed, acting bravely a silent and desperate part.”
“I sing the joy of wandering and the pleasure of the wanderer's death”
Source: Calligrammes
“I sing the National Anthem, while I'm standing, over your body, hold you like a python.”
“I sing the progress of a deathless soul,
Whom Fate, which God made, but doth not control,
Placed in most shapes; all times before the law
Yoked us, and when, and since, in this I sing.
And the great world to his aged evening,
From infant morn, through manly noon I draw.”
Source: The Complete English Poems
“I sing the progress of a deathless soul.”
“I sing the songs that people need to hear.”
“I sing the Star Spangled Banner, so I can get into football, basketball and baseball games for free.”
“I sing the sweets I know, the charms I feel, my morning incense, and my evening meal, the sweets of hasty pudding.”
“I sing to the realists, people who accept it like it is. I express problems. There are tears when it's sad and smiles when it's happy. It seems simple to me, but for some people, I guess feelin' takes courage.”
“I sing to the realists; people who accept it like it is.”
“I sing to use the waiting,
My bonnet but to tie,
And shut the door unto my house;
No more to do have I,
Till, his best step approaching,
We journey to the day,
And tell each other how we sang
To keep the dark away.”
Source: The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson
“I sing to you of many more gods, gods of wind and water, gods of each mineral and the events that created them. I sing to you of the gods of protons, of quarks, of atomic forces binding and holding. I sing to you of the god of the dust that flies off the ice-burned comet, and the god of the spaces in between. I sing to you of the god that twists like a serpent at the center of every sun and is found again coiled within every electron, shared by both and worshiped by each in its own way. I sing to you of the god that collects asteroids together in mockeries of his sister’s solar systems, jealous of his elder sibling’s power. I sing to you of all these, and many, many more." - Lupa, "The Forgotten Gods of Nature”
Source: Godless Paganism: Voices of Non-Theistic Pagans
“I sing to you of the deities of the Dictyostelidal slime molds, sexless and strange, at once a thousand voices and one song united. I sing to you of hard times when the wood has rotted away and the sun bakes the earth, and while as individuals we die, together we thrive. The divinities ask for sacrifice, the thousand voices demand it. Those who die to give life to the others, who raise up the new generation so that they may spread far and wide—these become a part of that sacred host, their voices immortalized not in cells but in spirit." - Lupa, "The Forgotten Gods of Nature”
Source: Godless Paganism: Voices of Non-Theistic Pagans
“I sing what I sing true. Each night I sing it the way I feel that night.”
“I Sing what was lost and dread what was won, / I walk in a battle fought over again.”
Source: The Collected Works of W. B. Yeats: Volume I: The Poems, 2nd Edition
“I sing with all my heart and when I see the audience feel it too, I feel so touched I get goosebumps…To my fans, I would like to say, 'I will work harder', rather than to say, 'I love you' because I believe that sincerity has its way of getting across to touch hearts.”
“I sing your restless longing for the statue, your fear of the feelings that await you in the street. I sing the small sea siren who sings to you, riding her bicycle of corals and conches. But above all I sing a common thought that joins us in the dark and golden hours. The light that blinds our eyes is not art. Rather it is love, friendship, crossed swords.”
“I sing, and I really should've stuck with it, because it's really what I love to do. It's probably what I'm best at, too.”
“I sing, I clean house, I write poetry. I cry. And I tell everyone I can, "I Believe in YOU."”
“I sing, not arms and the hero, but the philosophic man: he who seeks in contemplation to discover the inner will of the world, ininvention to discover the means of fulfilling that will, and in action to do that will by the so-discovered means.”
Source: The Collected Plays of George Bernard Shaw (Illustrated): Including Renowned Titles like Pygmalion, Mrs. Warren’s Profession, Candida, Arms and The Man, Man and Superman, The Inca Of Perusalem, Macbeth Skit, Caesar and Cleopatra, Androcles And The Lion
“I sing, not to hear the echo repeat, a shade fainter, my song! I think of light and not of glory! Singing is my fashion of waging war and bearing witness. And if my song is the proudest of songs, it is that I sing clearly to make the day rise clear!”
Source: CHANTECLER PLAY IN FOUR ACTS
“I single handedly revolutionised women's roles in the WWE, before me all women were eye candy.”
“I, singularly moved
To love the lovely that are not beloved,
Of all the seasons, most
Love winter”
Source: The Unknown Eros
“I sink down into my body as into a swamp, fenland, where only I know the footing…. I’m a cloud, congealed around a central object, the shape of a pear, which is hard and more real than I am and glows red within its translucent wrapping. Inside it is a space, huge as the sky at night and dark and curved like that, though black-red rather than black.”
“I sink into your eyes whenever I'm looking at you. and feel your eyes on me whenever I'm walking around the room and all the time I am aware, with a pride I can no longer contain, that I am living for you, that I am allowed to do so ......”
Source: Letters to Milena
“I, SINUHE, the son of Senmut and of his wife Kipa, write this. I do not write it to the glory of the gods in the land of Kem, for I am weary of gods, nor to the glory of the Pharaohs, for I am weary of their deeds. I write neither from fear nor from any hope of the future but for myself alone. During my life I have seen, known, and lost too much to be the prey of vain dread; and, as for the hope of immortality, I am as weary of that as I am of gods and kings. For my own sake only I write this; and herein I differ from all other writers, past and to come.”
Source: سینوهه