Best singing & night Quotes | Short & Famous Sayings

“One night I was standing on Third Avenue playing my guitar, when this big Irish policeman came strolling by, and stopped to listen to my singing and playing. When I was done, he politely handed me a ticket for disturbing the peace, while at the same time telling me how much he liked my voice. I wish I still had that ticket.”

Stills Done Bigs Night Wish Voice Singing Standing Thirds Guitar Tickets Disturbing Avenues One Night Policemen Strolling

Author:Frank Stallone

“You've been so long in the rain, you feel like a dirty dish rag. But despite the misery of your water soaked body, you look around to see verdant leaves dripping with water. The air entering your lungs smells vibrantly clean. To experience adventure, you must be willing to be uncomfortable at times and enjoy the loneliness by being happy with your own singing. A song pops out of your mouth... "It rained all night the day I left, the weather it was fine..."”

“To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing startle the dull Night, From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise.”

Night Watches Sky Singing Flight Dawn Dull Towers Larks

Book:Complete Shorter Poems

Source: Complete Shorter Poems

“If you are in NYC and you only do one thing culturally go and see Carol Lipnik at Pangea. If you love music and appreciate great songwriting and singing, if you came to NYC to experience magical happenings in tiny rooms that could never happen anyplace else in the world, if you dreamed of intimate nights surrounded by smart, talented, interesting people, this is what you're here for. Now DON'T MISS IT!!!!”

People Ifs World Happens Night Interesting Rooms One Thing Missing Smart Singing Happenings Appreciate Tiny Intimate Songwriting Music Love Carols Nyc

Author:Justin Vivian Bond

“I'd been studying the microphone for a dozen years, and I suddenly saw what I'd been doing wrong. I'd been singing too loud. One night I was listening to a record by Lester Young, the horn player, and it came to me. Relax, just relax. It's all going to be all right.”

Years Young Night Study Records Saws Player Listening Singing Loud Relax Dozen Horns One Night Microphones Lester Young

Author:Marvin Gaye

“There were nights when he took a deal more rum and water than his head could carry; and then he would sometimes sit and sing his wicked old wild sea-songs, minding nobody... Often I have heard the house shaking with Yo-ho-ho and a bottle and rum, all the neighbours joining in for dear life with the fear of death upon them and each singing louder than the other to avoid remark. Fiften men on the dead man's chest, Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum! Drink and the devil have done for the rest. Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum!”

“To go out in a gondola at night is to reconstruct in one's imagination the true Venice, the Venice of the past alive with romance, elopements, abductions, revenged passions, intrigues, adulteries, denouncements, unaccountable deaths, gambling, lute playing and singing.”

Past Romance Night Passion Imagination Alive Singing Gambling Intrigue Adultery Venice Abduction Gondolas

Author:Peggy Guggenheim

“Our shows have always been sort of an all-generations thing, people from 6 to 60. The other night, we played a show and we had a woman who was probably 70 to 75 years old, and she was there alone and she was singing every song. On the other end of the spectrum, there was a 7-year-old on his dad's shoulders and the dad is singing along.”

People Years Ends Shows Night Song Generations Dad Singing Shoulders Spectrum

Author:Andy Biersack

“I kind of knew something was going on, and my older brothers and sisters were singing be-boppish kinds of stuff in the living room, and I was listening. I started singing, warmer than a summer night, at seven or eight years old.”

Years Kind Night Stuff Rooms Brother Listening Summer Singing Seven Eight Brothers And Sisters Living Room Older Brother Summer Nights

Author:Al Jarreau

“An ambition is a little creeper that creeps and creeps in your heart night and day, singing a little song, "Come and find me, come and find me."”

Heart Littles Night Song Ambition Singing Find Me Creeps Creepers

Book:Rootabaga Stories

Source: Rootabaga Stories

“I was raised on Josh White, the Weavers and Pete Seeger. The music was everywhere. You'd go to a party at somebody's apartment and there would be fifty people there, singing well into the night.”

People Wells Would Be Night White Party Singing Raised Fifty Apartment Josh Weavers

Author:Mary Travers

“If you're serious about singing or acting, which are two art forms that get repetitive, the way to keep the music fresh is to recognize that it is totally impossible for it to ever be the same, night after night. You open your mouth and you'd like a certain sound to come out of it, but it doesn't always come out exactly like you thought it was going to come out!”

Ifs Way Art Two Form Night Certain Sound Acting Impossible Serious Like You Singing Mouths Repetitive

Author:Mary Travers

“The imaginative young vagabond quickly loses the social instincts that help to make life bearable for other men. Always he hears voices calling in the night from far-away places where blue waters lap strange shores. He hears birds singing and crickets chirping a luring roundelay. He sees the moon, yellow ghost of a dead planet, haunting the earth.”

Source: Beggars of Life: A Hobo Autobiography

“I started as a drummer, so I sort of took on singing duties by default. I had sung backgrounds and some lead vocals from behind the drums in different bands that I'd been in, and I'd gotten great responses for the songs I would sing. I really started pursuing the possibility of being a lead singer based on the fact that I was working a full-time restaurant job and then playing gigs at night, hauling drums around. One day, it just dawned on me that, 'Hey, I could be in a band and be the singer, and it would be a lot easier!'”

Different Facts Would Be Jobs Night Song Behinds Possibility Duty Easier One Day Band Singing Response Singers Backgrounds Hey Restaurants Vocal Gigs Drummer Default

Author:Chris Cornell

“I once sang 'Summer Nights,' from 'Grease,' at a bar in Melbourne with John Travolta, who's a good friend of mine. He looked cool singing the part of Danny - sitting in an armchair, smoking a cigar - while I got stuck playing Sandy.”

Night Mines Summer Singing Sitting Stuck Bars Smoking Good Friend Cigar Grease Sandy Summer Nights Armchairs Melbourne

Author:Hugh Jackman

“The most scared I'd ever been was the first time I sang at a rugby match, Australia versus New Zealand, in front of one hundred thousand people. I had a panic attack the night before because people have been booed off and never worked again... just singing one song, the national anthem.”

“We just do what we do, we're grateful every night when there's people in front of the stage and singing our songs back at us. We're all fortunate to be able to be doing this for a living, so we're just grateful to be here and we just do what we do and we let the people decide.”

People Able Night Song Stage Fronts Singing Grateful Fortunate Every Night

Author:Al Barr

“I think it's rather a waste of time endlessly singing the same songs every night for a year, and it's just not what I want to do.”

Thinking Want Years Night Song Waste Singing Wasting Time Every Night

Author:David Bowie

“I had to come out on stage with my little staff and robe and I had this sun on top of my head that my mom made - that was the first time I was ever on stage singing in front of anybody. I realized that I was one of the best acts of the night but I didn't give singing much thought after that. I was really into playing baseball.”

Giving Firsts Littles Made Night Sun Stage Fronts Mom Singing First Time Baseball My Mom I Realized Staff Robes Playing Baseball

Author:Gonjasufi

“Maybe I'm not giving people in the audience enough credit for actually thinking about what they're singing, but it's awesome when a rock'n'roll groove and melody can transport something from Barometer Rising or whatever [ed: it's from 1958's The Watch That Ends the Night] into [Toronto's] Molson Ampitheatre and have people just owning it.”

People Thinking Giving Ends Enough Night Watches Audience Rocks Singing Credit Rising Melody Rock N Roll Transport Toronto Groove Barometer Owning It

Author:Sarah Harmer

“"Born To Run," that expands every time we go out. It just seems to you - more of your life fills it in, fills in the story. And when we hit it every night, it's always a huge catharsis. It's fascinating to see the audience singing it back to me. It's quite wonderful, you know, to see people that intensely singing your song.”

People Knows Stories Seems Running Night Song Born Audience Wonderful Huge Singing Fascinating Every Night Catharsis Born To Run

Author:Bruce Springsteen

“One night as I girl I spied my grandma and one of her sisters outside, holding hands and singing, "Sprites of the night are we, are we. Singing and dancing joyfully." It was witchy and wonderful because it meant there was power in joy. They were not afraid of the night because they were giggling. I am very interested in finding the surprising boundaries, for instance, where do joy and fear meet?”

Joy Night Girl Wonderful Singing Dancing Boundaries Not Afraid Grandma Holding Hands My Grandma

Author:Samantha Hunt

“Don't get me wrong, magic is cool. But a nervous mother singing to her child at night while something moves quietly through the dark outside her house? That's a story. Handled properly, it's more dramatic than any apocalypse or goblin army could ever be.”

Writing Children Stories Moving Mother Night House Dark Magic Singing Army Nervous Dramatic Apocalypse Goblin

Author:Patrick Rothfuss

“Saturday Night Live is a show that I think I could have a lot of fun on, just being different characters and maybe singing, too.”

Thinking Different Character Shows Night Fun Singing Just Being Saturday Being Different Saturday Night Different Characters Saturday Night Live

Author:Jill Scott

“The most miraculous process is watching a song go from a tiny idea in the middle of the night to something that 55,000 people are singing back to you.”

People Ideas Night Song Process Middle Singing Tiny Miraculous Middle Of The Night

Author:Taylor Swift

“Each in the most hidden sack kept the lost jewels of memory, intense love, secret nights and permanent kisses, the fragment of public or private happiness. A few, the wolves, collected thighs, other men loved the dawn scratching mountain ranges or ice floes, locomotives, numbers. For me happiness was to share singing, praising, cursing, crying with a thousand eyes. I ask forgiveness for my bad ways: my life had no use on earth.”

Source: Still Another Day

“There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground, And swallows circling with their shimmering sound; And frogs in the pool singing at night, And wild plum trees in tremulous white; Robins will wear their feathery fire, Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire; And not one will know of the war, not one Will care at last when it is done. Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree, If mankind perished utterly; And Spring herself when she woke at dawn Would scarcely know that we were gone.”

Ifs Knows Mind War Done Care Lasts Night Sound White Gone Fire Tree Mankind Spring Singing Lows Bird Rain Smell Dawn Pool Fence Wire Frogs Whim Robins Plums Whistling

Book:Collected Poems

Source: Collected Poems

“there's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I'm too clever, I only let him out at night sometimes when everybody's asleep. I say, I know that you're there, so don't be sad. then I put him back, but he's singing a little in there, I haven't quite let him die and we sleep together like that with our secret pact and it's nice enough to make a man weep, but I don't weep, do you?”

Knows Men Want Heart Littles Sometimes Enough Together Night Dies Sleep Secret Nice Havens My Heart Singing Clever Pact Bluebird Don't Be Sad

Book:On Love

Source: On Love

“And the ship went out into the High Sea and passed into the West, until at last on a night of rain Frodo smelled a sweet fragrance on the air and heard the sound of singing that came over the water. And then it seemed to him that as in his dream in the house of Bombadil, the grey rain-curtain turned all to silver glass and was rolled back, and he beheld white shores and beyond them a far green country under a swift sunrise.”

Source: The Lord of the Rings: The return of the King

“She's singing to-night to bring the chandelier down!”

Night Singing Chandeliers

Author:Gaston Leroux

“(Speaking of the Cistercian monks) A grim fraternity, passing grim lives in that sweet spot, that God had made so bright! Strange that Nature's voices all around them--the soft singing of the waters, the wisperings of the river grass, the music of the rushing wind--should not have taught them a truer meaning of life than this. They listened there, through the long days, in silence, waiting for a voice from heaven; and all day long and through the solemn night it spoke to them in myriad tones, and they heard it not.”

“Life has loveliness to sell, All beautiful and splendid things, Blue waves whitened on a cliff, Soaring fire that sways and sings, And children's faces looking up, Holding wonder like a cup. Life has loveliness to sell, Music like a curve of gold, Scent of pine trees in the rain, Eyes that love you, arms that hold, And for your spirit's still delight, Holy thoughts that star the night. Spend all you have for loveliness, Buy it and never count the cost; For one white singing hour of peace Count many a year of strife well lost, And for a breath of ecstasy Give all you have been, or could be.”

Source: Mirror of the Heart: Poems of Sara Teasdale

“An empty bus hurtles through the starry night Perhaps the driver is singing and happy because he sings.”

Night Singing Empty Drivers Bus Starry Night

Author:Gunter Grass

“If knowledge isn't self-knowledge it isn't doing much, mate. Is the universe expanding? Is it contracting? Is it standing on one leg and singing 'When Father Painted the Parlour'? Leave me out. I can expand my universe without you. 'She walks into beauty, like the night of cloudless climes and starry skies, and all that's best of dark and bright meet in her aspect and her eyes.”

Ifs I Can Self Eye Night Universe Father Dark Walks Sky Singing Aspect Standing Legs Mates Self Knowledge Her Eyes Expanding Leaving Me Without You Contracting Starry Sky

Book:Tom Stoppard: Plays

Source: Tom Stoppard: Plays

“Birds are settling down for the night, singing lullabies to their young.”

Young Night Singing Bird Settling Settling Down Lullaby

Book:The Hunger Games

Source: The Hunger Games

“The memory of things gone is important to a jazz musician. Things like old folks singing in the moonlight in the back yard on a hot night or something said long ago.”

Long Said Important Night Memories Music Gone Musician Singing Hot Jazz Folks Long Ago Yards Moonlight Jazz Music Jazz Musician

Author:Louis Armstrong

“Here I am leaving you clues. I am singing now while Rome burns. We are all just trying to be holy. My applejack, my silent night, just mash your lips against me. We are all going forward. None of us are going back.”

Trying Night Holy Singing Silent Leaving Lips Rome Clue Here I Am Silent Night

Author:Richard Siken

“He found Luciana sitting alone at a table in the Allied officers' night club, where the drunken Anzac major who had brought her there had been stupid enough to desert her for the ribald company of some singing comrades at the bar. "All right, I'll dance with you," she said, before Yossarian could even speak. "But I won't let you sleep with me." "Who asked you?" Yossarian asked her. "You don't want to sleep with me?" she exclaimed with surprise. "I don't want to dance with you.”

Source: Catch-22: 50th Anniversary Edition

“To be a poet in a destitute time means: to attend, singing, to the trace of the fugitive gods. This is why the poet in the time of the world's night utters the holy.”

World Mean Night Poet Holy Singing Fugitive Destitute

Author:Martin Heidegger

“In my craft or sullen art Exercised in the still night When only the moon rages And the lovers lie abed With all their griefs in their arms, I labour by singing light Not for ambition or bread Or the strut and trade of charms On the ivory stages But for the common wages Of their most secret heart. Not for the proud man apart From the raging moon I write On these spindrift pages Nor for the towering dead With their nightingales and psalms But for the lovers, their arms Round the griefs of the ages, Who pay no praise or wages Nor heed my craft or art.”

“All night I streched my arms across him, rivers of blood, the dark woods, singing with all my skin and bone ''Please keep him safe. Let him lay his head on my chest and we will be like sailors, swimming in the sound of it, dashed to pieces.'' Makes a cathedral, him pressing against me, his lips at my neck, and yes, I do believe his mouth is heaven, his kisses falling over me like stars.”

“Hour of Stars (1920) The round silence of night, one note on the stave of the infinite. Ripe with lost poems, I step naked into the street. The blackness riddled by the singing of crickets: sound, that dead will-o'-the-wisp, that musical light perceived by the spirit. A thousand butterfly skeletons sleep within my walls. A wild crowd of young breezes over the river.”

“Wind in my hair, I feel part of everywhere Underneath my being is a road that disappeared Late at night I hear the trees, they're singing with the dead Overhead.”

Feels Night Tree Wind Hair Late Singing Overhead

Author:Eddie Vedder

“You lit into me last night. You said what I did was stupid. - That's what my head said. But my heart... My stupid heart... Her voice broke. It was singing.”

Heart Said Lasts Night Voice Stupid My Heart Singing Broke Lit Last Night

Author:Susan Elizabeth Phillips

“there's time for laughing and there's time for crying— for hoping for despair for peace for longing —a time for growing and a time for dying: a night for silence and a day for singing but more than all(as all your more than eyes tell me)there is a time for timelessness”

Eye Night Silence Laughing Growing Dying Cry Despair Singing Longing Timelessness

Author:e. e. cummings

“Those hours given over to basking in the glow of an imagined future, of being carried away in streams of promise by a love or a passion so strong that one felt altered forever and convinced that even the smallest particle of the surrounding world was charged with purpose of impossible grandeur; ah, yes, and one would look up into the trees and be thrilled by the wind- loosened river of pale, gold foliage cascading down and by the high, melodious singing of countless birds; those moments, so many and so long ago, still come back, but briefly, like fireflies in the perfumed heat of summer night.”

Source: Collected Poems

“Little Words When you are gone, there is nor bloom nor leaf, Nor singing sea at night, nor silver birds; And I can only stare, and shape my grief In little words. I cannot conjure loveliness, to drown The bitter woe that racks my cords apart. The weary pen that sets my sorrow down Feeds at my heart. There is no mercy in the shifting year, No beauty wraps me tenderly about. I turn to little words- so you, my dear, Can spell them out.”

Years Heart Littles I Can Night Turns Grief Gone Sea My Heart Sorrow Shapes Singing Bird Mercy Dear Bitter Staring Silver Pens Spells Weary Leafs Woe Shifting Wraps Cords Loveliness Racks

Book:Not So Deep as a Well

Source: Not So Deep as a Well

“I should perhaps warn you that I am about to faint from anxiety and general depression, though. The film I saw last night was especially grueling, a teen-age beach musical. I almost collapsed during the singing sequence on surfboard.”

Should Age Lasts Film Night Saws Anxiety Singing Musical Beach Last Night Sequence

Book:A Confederacy of Dunces

Source: A Confederacy of Dunces

“Every night in my dreams, a man appeared from the darkest recesses of my mind, as if he'd been waiting for me to fall asleep. His mouth, full, masculine, would sear my flesh. His tongue, like flames across my skin, would send tiny sparks quaking through my body. Then he would dip south, and the heavens would open and a chorus singing hallelujah would ring out in perfect harmony.”

Source: First Grave on the Right

“I realised you owned me one night in this room. I was singing to you and you were sleeping. You made a little noise in your sleep like you were distressed and I panicked and ran to your side. You grabbed my arm in your sleep and pulled it up against your face and went back to sleep. I didn't want to ever move.”

Want Littles Made Faces Moving Night Sides Sleep Rooms Like You Arms Singing Noise Ran Your Face One Night Realised Your Side

Author:Abbi Glines

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