Melodious Singing Quotes & Sayings

There has to be a level of joy of what you're doing. — George R R Martin

You have to be able to slow down enough to switch your focus away from all the ways things could be better, to know how good they already are. — Katherine Ellison

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. — Mark Strand

Condi Rice talks tough but she cannot be tough herself. — Akbar Hashemi Rafsanjani

Branches and bushes and mud and sunlight on the top of a hill with a boy who knows more than he will say. — Ally Condie

And then we'll go out, Piglet, and sing my song to Eeyore."
"Which song, Pooh?"
"The one we're going to sing to Eeyore," explained Pooh. — A.A. Milne

If one does not remember death, one does not remember Dharma. — Thubten Zopa Rinpoche

Don't grumble! Don't stew! Some critters are much-much, Oh, ever so much-much So muchly much-much more unlucky than you! — Dr. Seuss

To fight evil, you have to understand the dark. — Nalini Singh

Fate is nothing but the past in the future. It is only an excuse for inaction. — Omid Banyasad

False ideals cannot be shattered by criticism. Right ideals must take up the battle against them. — Franz Werfel

Always wear pretty underwear, on account of you just never know. — Jill Conner Browne

The simplest way to say it is that I think we're all dealt these cards in life, but the cards in and of themselves don't read one way or the other. It's up to you to home in and cultivate whatever you've got in your hand. — Pharrell Williams

I hear America singing, the varied carols I hear,
Those of mechanics, each one singing his as it
should be blithe and strong,
The carpenter singing his as he measures his plank
or beam,
The mason singing his as he makes ready for work,
or leaves off work,
The boatman singing what belongs to him in his
boat, the deckhand singing on the steamboat
deck,
The shoemaker singing as he sits on his bench, the
hatter singing as he stands,
The wood-cutter's song, the ploughboy's on his
way in the morning, or at noon intermission
or at sundown,
The delicious singing of the mother, or of the
young wife at work, or of the girl sewing or
washing,
Each singing what belongs to him or her and to
none else,
The day what belongs to the day - at night the
party of young fellows, robust, friendly,
Singing with open mouths their strong melodious
songs. — Walt Whitman