For Love Quotes
We live in a generation of not being in love, and not being together. But we sure make it feel like we're together, because we're scared of seeing each other with somebody else.
His touch was like a bard's on his instrument, and it awakened a deep and mysterious music in my body.
You have to feel the mix and you have to feel the work and the sweet somehow which somebody is investing in that moment in the way that you can really feel the passion.
Bring wings to the weak and bring grace to the strongMay all evil stumble as it flies in the worldAll the tribes comes and the mighty will crumbleWe must brave this night and have faith in love
The choir sang and the old man sang and Drake couldn't sing, and suddenly he began to cry because of the music, because of the sound of the boys' voices, because of what they might turn into.
If I had some of Jesus' tools, I'd build a big house that has no rules. And a bed that's big enough for 13 babies, and me & Miss Olivia Brown.
MOST DAYS MY LIFE CAN BE SUMMED UP IN MOVIE QUOTESANDHIP HOP AND R&B LYRICS
In starlit nights I saw you, So cruelly you kissed me.Your lips a magic world, Your sky all hung with jewels.The killing moonWill come too
Your voice falls on my ears like a rhapsody on a lonely shore.Perhaps like a molten metal which I gulp down thirstily and it soothes my throat with the warmth and freezes when it reaches my heart.
A symptom, " Brendan said, as if love were a disease only humans could catch. But there was something like fondness or respect in his voice. "You're both fools.
When we cannot see, we don't judge. Small wonder when we kiss, cry, laugh, make love, are in pain, pray and listen to music, we close our eyes.
I’ve always thought the best songs come though us not from us…. They gave me life, they gave me an identity and I gave them my tears, my heart, and my truth.
Maybe she knew some day it would become my job. My job to complete the melody she had begun.
The love song I wrote that day... I got embarrassed and never sang it for her.Oh yeah... I'll sing it to her when I go home.I'll go home.I'll hurry home.
My feet were keeping in time with the music, but my heart was pounding out a different rhythm altogether.
Tristan was the soundtrack of my summer. The beat I walked to. The melody I breathed in and out. The lyrics I lived by.
Would you care to dance?” he blurted. “Now?” She smiled adorably. “Is there music?” There wasn’t. It was some testament to how foolish in love he’d become that he did not even feel embarrassed.
There is a love that binds us allIt's in our blood, it's who we areand it's nested in the branches of this treeand it's rooted in the Earth where we keepall of our stories
There is no music, just the sound of the wind and the leaves it touches. But hopefully that'll be music enough, for you.
And then the great music of which the world is made took him over, beyond thought, beyond control until he heard her cry his name and they fell together off the edge of the world.
And stay, my dearstay...forever, as my quiet song, in my lilac dawn.
You will not find it in the words of poets or the longing eyes of sailors. If you want to know of love, look to a trouper's hands as he makes his music. A trouper knows.
I have to admit. Saying goodbye—leaving Bonnie. Was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done in my entire life. It actually hurt…
Wow! This woman is doing a lot of strange things to me and I want more. Much more.
I knew there was something special between us, knew it as surely as a lyric that belonged in a song. But as with all good songs, I needed time to figure out the melody and chords.
The macabre melodies were a surreal audible example of just who I’d been before and a stark contrast to who I was now.
be my sonata, my cantata, my lovesing me something sweetbut not too sweet(or i may grow deaf to our harmonyas we decrescendo into silence)
Ah, yes, the mix tape. The mating call of the introvert.
Every now and then when I feel the doubt, I look inside myself and I see the way. The whole world full of possibilities. So you could be you and I could be me.
In search of love and music my whole life has beenIlluminationCorruptionAnd diving, diving, diving, diving down To pick up on every shiny thing
Your pain is your own until you put it to music, then it belongs to everyone. You'll find it lightens the load.
You can begin to dream, to love, to dance, to read, to sing, to study, to paint, to teach, to draw, to swim, to exercise, to write….!
Her happiness flowed into every word in the song giving it new life
