Joseph Haydn Quotes
If you want to know whether you have written anything worth preserving, sing it to yourself without any accompaniment.
Joseph Haydn
Quotes to Explore
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One can not reflect in streaming water. Only those who know internal peace can give it to others.
Lao Tzu
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But though I repeated my plea, and waited on my knees for nearly an hour, there was no answer.
N. K. Jemisin
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I was married a few times, and one of my husbands was jealous of me writing.
Maya Angelou
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I get hit on by the hottest girls ever. Oh my god, if I was a lesbian, I would be so in luck. But it's just not my thing. I've always batted for the boys' team.
Kelly Clarkson
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I did stand-up for my grandparents every day when I was, like, eight.
Ariana Grande
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There remain times when one can only endure. One lives on, one doesn't die, and the only thing that one can do, is to fill one's mind and time as far as possible with the concerns of other people. It doesn't bring immediate peace, but it brings the dawn nearer.
A. C. Benson
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When I was younger, I talked to the adults around me that I respected most about how they got where they were, and none of them plotted a course they could have predicted, so it seemed a waste of time to plan too long-term. Since then, I've always gone on my instincts.
Anderson Cooper
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A God who makes no demands, is the functional equivalent of a God who does not exist.
D. Todd Christofferson
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Here is my best advice on the matter of deductibles: just count off on your fingers all the items that you suspect might be deductible - and then forget them, because they aren't.
W. C. Fields
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I see the horizon. A light blue, a beautiful band. This is the Earth. How beautiful it is! All goes well.
Valentina Tereshkova
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(To Per on the stage) You sing false, you fucker!
Marie Fredriksson
Roxette
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Those ancients who in poetry presented the golden age, who sang its happy state, perhaps, in their Parnassus, dreamt this place. Here, mankind's root was innocent; and here were every fruit and never-ending spring; these streams--the nectar of which poets sing.
Dante Alighieri