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song stars memories
Sitting in the flickering light of the candles on this kerchief of sand, on this village square, we waited in the night. We were waiting for the rescuing dawn - or for the Moors. Something, I know not what, lent this night a savor of Christmas. We told stories, we joked, we sang songs. In the air there was that slight fever that reigns over a gaily prepared feast. And yet we were infinitely poor. Wind, sand, and stars. The austerity of Trappists. But on this badly lighted cloth, a handful of men who possessed nothing in the world but their memories were sharing invisible riches. Antoine de Saint-Exupery
song blessing artist
It's a blessing as an artist to express myself - whether that be via dance, via song or via speech - in so many different ways. Bebe Neuwirth
song piano auditions
My audition song is, and has been since 1977, 'I Love a Piano.
song detours emotion
There's an infinite amount of possibilities and detours and things that can distract you from actually just performing the song and having whatever emotion that's invested into the song come through in the recording. Beck
song giving cartoon
I know my own limitations. And if somebody says, "I need songs for a cartoon garage band - they look like this and they should sound like this," it gives you a direction. I like having that kind of assignment.
song love-is records
There are certain records that you love because the songs are great, but you don't go to them as an example of great production.
song eight track
Back then, Pro Tools only had four or eight tracks, so we couldn't actually hear all the tracks. We could only hear eight at a time, so if a song had 25 or 30 tracks, we wouldn't be able to hear it until we went into the studio an put it all on tape. The process was a little bit backwards.
song artist years
There's more well-known artists who aren't making as good songs as people who are just coming out of nowhere. That seems to be more typical in the last few years than ever.
song thinking winning
I don't remember half of the new bands, though - and I think that's kind of where we're going. It's turning into just a big derby of songs. May the best song win.
hurt position tried trying
Our position hasn't changed. We don't have the money. We're trying to survive. We've never tried to do anything to hurt Beach. Dan Marks
hurt sick
Our 103-pounder was sick with the flu, and I didn't have a replacement. Fortunately, the forfeit didn't hurt us.
hurt running
(Rivers) won't ever hurt you by running with the ball. ... Philip Rivers
hurt impact might rates rising
Rising rates won't hurt the new techies, but they might impact the 'old economy' customers. Larry Wachtel
hurt illegal millions roger spare yorkers
Roger Toussaint should spare New Yorkers his disingenuous apologies. Millions of hardworking New Yorkers are being hurt by his illegal actions.
hurt public remember test
Remember the test here was, will an injunction hurt the public interest.
hurt
Manufacturing is still in a world of hurt.
hurt arms scream
My arms hurt from how tightly Patch held me. “Now that’s what I call a scream,” he said, grinning at me. Becca Fitzpatrick
hurt smell needs
...I need a boyfriend. And to get a boyfriend, you have to look good. Doesn’t hurt to smell good too.
sky looks mystery
It's all a great mystery...Look up at the sky and you'll see how everything changes
sky islands rose
More varied than any landscape was the landscape in the sky, with islands of gold and silver, peninsulas of apricot and rose against a background of many shades of turquoise and azure. Cecil Beaton
sky rejection tiny
I don?t feel rejected by the sky. I?m a part of it- tiny, to be sure, but everything is tiny compared to that overwhelming immensity. Carl Sagan
sky tree lovely
Human beings grew up in forests; we have a natural affinity for them. How lovely a tree is, straining toward the sky.
skydiving
If at first you don't succeed, skydiving is not for you!
sky church pentagrams
I visualize the day that tridents and pentagrams are thrust into the sky from church roofs instead of crosses. Anton LaVey
sky black silver
The sky is like a black sieve pierced by silver drops that tremble, ready to burst through. Ayn Rand
sky numbers mirrors
Poetry is statement of a series of equations, with numbers and symbols changing like the changes of mirrors, pools, skies, the only never-changing sign being the sign of infinity. Carl Sandburg
sky another-chance passing
Every passing minute is another chance to turn it all around. Cameron Crowe