“There are two kinds of music. One comes from the strings of a guitar, the other from the strings of the heart. One sound comes from a chamber orchestra, the other from the beating of the heart's chamber. One comes from an instrument of graphite and wood, the other from an organ of flesh and blood. This loftier music I speak of tonight is more pleasing than the notes of the most gifted composers, more moving than a marching band, more harmonious than a thousand voices joined in hymn and more powerful than all the world's percussion instruments combined. That sweet sound of love.” WorldHeartKindTwoMovingSpeakSoundVoicePowerfulBloodSweetThousandBandInstrumentsNotesGuitarWoodsFleshTonightStringsComposerOrgansGiftedOrchestraChamberHarmoniousHymnsFlesh And BloodPercussionMarching Band Author:Michael Jackson
“Nine planets round the sun, only one does the sun embrace. Upon this watered one, so much we take for granted; So let us sleep outside tonight, lay down in our mother's arms, for here we can rest safely ... One sweet world around a star is spinning One sweet world And in her breath I'm swimming, and here we will rest in peace.” WorldDoeMotherStarsSleepSunPlanetsSweetArmsBreathsEmbraceLaysRoundsNineGrantedTonightSwimmingSpinningRest In Peace Author:Dave Matthews
“The will of God is sweet tonight, altogether ‘good and acceptable and perfect.’ The considerate love of the Lord Jesus for us seems such a kind thing now. I know it has always been so, but somehow I didn’t see how wise it was when it didn’t seem kind… Remind me of this when I cannot regard His love as considerate some time.” KnowsKindSeemsJesusPerfectLordWiseSweetRegardGods WillTonightAcceptableHis LoveConsiderate Author:Jim Elliot
“William: I just had the best idea ever. Let's give Maddox a ring. Paris: You mean propose to him? To grumpy ole Maddox? Willie, why didn't you tell us you're a masochist, who swung that way? You're so delicate, he'll rip you to shreds the moment you climb into his bed. Plus, he's hitched himself to Ashlyn. You try to lay a move on him, and that sweet thang will rearrange your face. William: I mean call him, you idiot. What's with you tonight? Permanent brain damage? We'll breath heavily and ask him what he's wearing. I bet no one's phone sexed him before.” WayGivingTryingMeanIdeasMomentsFacesMovingAsksBrainSweetBedBreathsLaysPhonesRingsIdiotPermanentParisDamageClimbsTonightPlusYour FaceDelicateRipProposeGrumpy Author:Gena Showalter
“I may never be happy, but tonight I am content. Nothing more than an empty house, the warm hazy weariness from a day spent setting strawberry runners in the sun, a glass of cool sweet milk, and a shallow dish of blueberries bathed in cream. When one is so tired at the end of a day one must sleep, and at the next dawn there are more strawberry runners to set, and so one goes on living, near the earth. At times like this I'd call myself a fool to ask for more.” MayEndsEarthHappinessNextAsksHouseSleepSunSweetFoolGoes OnEmptyTiredGlassesWarmSettingSettingsDawnTonightMilkDishesCreamRunnersShallowWearinessStrawberriesHazyBlueberriesEmpty Houses Book:The Journals of Sylvia Plath Source: The Journals of Sylvia Plath
“You have cable?” He nodded toward her TV. She tossed him the clicker. “Sure do. And if I remember, there’s a Godzilla marathon on TBS tonight.” “Sweet,” the vampire said, kicking his legs out. “I always root for the monster.” She smiled at him. “Me, too.” IfsSaidRememberSweetTvsRootsLegsMonstersVampireTonightMarathonCablesKickingGodzilla Book:Dark Lover: A Novel of the Black Dagger Brotherhood Source: Dark Lover: A Novel of the Black Dagger Brotherhood