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Music must rank as the highest of the arts -- more than any other, it ministers to human welfare.

Music must rank as the highest of the arts -- more than any other, it ministers to human welfare.

by Herbert Spencer Found in: Music Quotes,
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Classical music is the kind we keep thinking will turn into a tune.

Classical music is the kind we keep thinking will turn into a tune.

by Kin Hubbard Found in: Music Quotes,
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Each song, you're telling a story and acting.

Each song, you're telling a story and acting.

by Patti Page Found in: Music Quotes,
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Work is a four-letter word.

Work is a four-letter word.

by Morrissey Found in: Music Quotes,
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When you work you are a flute through whose heart the whispering of the hours turns to music. Which of read more

When you work you are a flute through whose heart the whispering of the hours turns to music. Which of you would be a reed, dumb and silent, when all else sings together in unison?

by Khalil Gibran Found in: Music Quotes,
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When she had passed, it seemed like the ceasing of exquisite music.

When she had passed, it seemed like the ceasing of exquisite music.

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For discords make the sweetest airs.

For discords make the sweetest airs.

by Samuel Butler Found in: Music Quotes,
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I have my own particular sorrows, loves, delights; and you have yours. But sorrow, gladness, yearning, hope, love, belong to read more

I have my own particular sorrows, loves, delights; and you have yours. But sorrow, gladness, yearning, hope, love, belong to all of us, in all times and in all places. Music is the only means whereby we feel these emotions in their universality.

by H. A. Overstreet Found in: Music Quotes,
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The rustle of the leaves in summer's hush
When wandering breezes touch them, and the sigh
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The rustle of the leaves in summer's hush
When wandering breezes touch them, and the sigh
That filters through the forest, or the gush
That swells and sinks amid the branches high,--
'Tis all the music of the wind, and we
Let fancy float on the aeolian breath.

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