“Roger Bacon, a disciple of the Arabs, also insisted on the primary necessity of Mathematics, without which no other science can be known; yet by Mathematics it is clear that he meant something very different from what we mean, including under that head even dancing, singing, gesticulation, and performance on musical instruments.” MeanDifferentKnownClearSingingPerformancesMathematicsInstrumentsDancingMusicalIncludingPrimariesDiscipleRogerMusical Instruments Book:The History of Philosophy from Thales to Comte Source: The History of Philosophy from Thales to Comte
“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!” IfsThinkingWarLightSongClearFashionSingingGloryWitnessRepeatsShadeEchoesWaging WarBearing Witness Book:CHANTECLER PLAY IN FOUR ACTS Source: CHANTECLER PLAY IN FOUR ACTS
“I know musicians who think that drumming and guitaring can be very meditative, but singing is different because when you think about things, you put words to them. So I try to just stay present most of the time, I try not to let my mind wander and I also try not to clear my mind. I like to still have thought and be aware of people and whatever that's happening, but I also like to just focus on the words that I'm saying.” PeopleThinkingKnowsTryingMindStillsDifferentClearFocusMusicianSingingHappeningsWanderDrumming Author:Brett Dennen
“Even though I don't sing any more, singing was my first education in the arts, and it's clear to me that my training as a musician also shaped me as a writer.” FirstsArtClearMusicianSingingTraining Author:Garth Greenwell
“Playing the ukulele and singing is a fantastic stress reliever. So is cleaning! Scrubbing away at the dirt helps clear my mind as well.” MindWellsHelpingClearSingingStressFantasticDirtCleaningUkuleleStress Reliever Author:Kandyse McClure
“When my husband gives me this ultimatum, "You either stop singing, or you move out," then it became very clear that what I needed to do - not just because I wanted to sing, but because I didn't want to live with anybody who issued ultimatums to me like that - would be to move out.” WantGivingWould BeWantedMovingClearNeededHusbandSingingGive MeMy HusbandUltimatum Author:Rene Marie
“I think if you are going to be a singer, you should sing. If you are going to be a dancer, you should dance. If you are going to do a combination of the two, you should make it very clear when you are singing and very clear when you are dancing.” IfsThinkingInspirationalShouldTwoClearSingingDancingDanceSingersCombinationDancer Author:Kesha
“I have a strange illusion quite often. I think I've become deaf. I have to make a little noise to prove I'm not. I clear my throat to show myself that everything is normal. It's like the little Japanese girl they found in the ruins of Hiroshima. Everything dead; and she was singing to her doll.” ThinkingLittlesShowsGirlFoundClearStrangeProveNormalSingingIllusionNoiseRuinsThroatDeafDollsHiroshima Author:John Fowles
“If I were to choose the sights, the sounds, the fragrances I most would want to see and hear and smell--among all the delights of the open world--on a final day on earth, I think I would choose these: the clear, ethereal song of a white-throated sparrow singing at dawn; the smell of pine trees in the heat of the noon; the lonely calling of Canada geese; the sight of a dragon-fly glinting in the sunshine; the voice of a hermit thrush far in a darkening woods at evening; and--most spiritual and moving of sights--the white cathedral of a cumulus cloud floating serenely in the blue of the sky.” IfsThinkingWorldWantEarthSpiritualMovingSongSoundVoiceNatureWhiteAnimalClearTreeSkyCallingSingingLonelySightBlueFinalsCloudsDelightWoodsSmellEveningDawnHeatCanadaSunshineDragonsFloatingFragranceNoonGeeseCathedralsSparrowsHermitsEtherealPine TreesDarkeningThrush Author:Edwin Way Teale
“When on a summer's morn I wake, And open my two eyes, Out to the clear, born-singing rills My bird-like spirit flies. To hear the Blackbird, Cuckoo, Thrush, Or any bird in song; And common leaves that hum all day Without a throat or tongue. And when Time strikes the hour for sleep, Back in my room alone, My heart has many a sweet bird's song - And one that's all my own.” HeartTwoEyeSpiritSongBornHoursMy OwnSleepRoomsCommonClearSweetMy HeartSummerSingingBirdTongueStrikesThroatCuckoosBlackbirdsThrush Author:W. H. Davies