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“Cheap music, childish images, the vulgate in language, in its crassest sense, can penetrate to the deeps of our necessities and dreams. It can assert irrevocable tenure there. The opening bars, the hammer-beat accelerando of Edith Piaf's Je ne regrette rien - the text is infantile, the tune stentorian, and the politics which enlisted the song unattractive - tempt every nerve in me, touch the bone with a cold burn and draw me into God knows what infidelities to reason, each time I hear the song, and hear it, uncalled for, recurrent inside me.”

Source: Real Presences: Is There Anything in What We Say?

“The sheer volumes of songs have come from the hours of cold and darkness that one spends inside with the lights on.”

Light Song Hours Darkness Cold Volume Sheer

Author:Paul Westerberg

“Gertrude Stein's prose-song is a cold, black suet-pudding.... Cut it at any point, it is the same thing ... all fat, without nerve.”

Song Black Cutting Cold Fats Prose Nerves Pudding Gertrude

Author:Wyndham Lewis

“Reviving Spring, a toast to thy fresh lips! Thy blush is music, and e'en heaven lurks In thy thick perfumed hair that hangs about Thy flowered shoulders like enchanted rain; Thy sigh is song and thy soft breath a balm, Dispelling death -- soft loosing his cold grip, Unravelling darkness in the heart of pain, As o'er dank waters rings the laugh of dawn.”

Heart Pain Song Heaven Water Darkness Laughing Hair Cold Spring Rain Breaths Lips Rings Shoulders Dawn Thick Sigh Toasts Enchanted Dank Dispelling

Book:Cloudrifts at Twilight

Source: Cloudrifts at Twilight

“I am not one of those who left the land to the mercy of its enemies. Their flattery leaves me cold, my songs are not for them to praise.”

Song Left Enemy Land Cold Mercy Praise Flattery Leaving Me

Book:Избранные Стихи

Source: Избранные Стихи

“And one cold starry night / Whatever your belief / The phoenix will take flight / Over the seas of grief / To sing her thrilling song / To stars and waves and sky / For neither old nor young / The phoenix does not die.”

Doe Young Night Song Dies Belief Stars Grief Sea Sky Cold Wave Flight Thrilling Phoenix Starry Night

Author:May Sarton

“The masters painted for joy, and knew not that virtue had gone out of them. They could not paint the like in cold blood. The masters of English lyric wrote their songs so. It was a fine efflorescence of fine powers.”

Joy Song Gone Virtue Blood Painting Masters Fine Cold Paint

Book:The Collected Works of Ralph Waldo Emerson: Society and solitude

Source: The Collected Works of Ralph Waldo Emerson: Society and solitude

“Old Khayyám, say you, is a debauchee;If only you were half so good as he!He sins no sins but gentle drunkenness,Great-hearted mirth, and kind adultery.But yours the cold heart, and the murderous tongue,The wintry soul that hates to hear a song,The close-shut fist, the mean and measuring eye,And all the little poisoned ways of wrong.”

Ifs Way Heart Kind Mean Littles Soul Eye Hate Song Sin Half Cold Tongue Gentle Fists Adultery Hearted Drunkenness Measuring Mirth Cold Heart

Author:Omar Khayyam

“Paper or razor blade, never give up And just remember just to hold out more A couple years ago I couldn't just control that thought You'd find me buskin' on the street When it was cold outdoors And now I'm sweating on the stage With the sold out tours Writing love songs for the sake of it Never to make a hit”

Giving Writing Years Remember Song Streets Stage Cold Couple Giving Up Paper Years Ago Sake Never Giving Up Blades Find Me Razors Sweating Sold Out Writing Love Writing Love Songs

Author:Ed Sheeran

“you see, we live in a cold climate and are not permitted to kiss on the street so I made up a song that wasn't true. I made up a song called Marriage.”

Made Song Marriage Streets Cold Kissing Climate Cold Climate

Book:Love Poems

Source: Love Poems

“Weird, isn't it Somehow in the dead of winter when its 40 below, so cold your words just freeze in the air, you think you'll never hear a robin's song again or see a blossom on a cherry tree, when one day you wake up and bingo, light coming through the mini blinds is softened with a tick of rose and the cold morning air has lost its bite. It's spring once again, the streets are paved with mud and the hills are alive with the sound of mosquitos.”

Thinking Light Song Lost Sound Morning Alive Air Tree Streets Cold One Day Spring Wake Up Rose Winter Hills Bites Mud Freeze Cherries Robins Tick Cherry Trees Bingo Morning Air Cold Morning

Author:Andrew Schneider