“I cannot sing the old songs I sang long years ago, For heart and voice would fail me, And foolish tears would flow”
Charlotte Alington Barnard
“I just thought, that's what you did -- you sang in a voice that was appropriate for the song. You wrote music that was exciting to you and incorporated any style you liked. That shaped me as a musician and has been the key to my longevity. I accepted that music as the Bible.”
Chris Cornell
“I started singing for The Phantom in January, and we started filming in October and I sang all the way through to the next June. In fact, I was singing for about two months before I even knew I had the role.”
Gerard Butler
“In the olden days, everybody sang. You were expected to sing as well as talk. It was a mark of the cultured man to sing. To know music.”
Leonard Bernstein
“I sang as one / Who on a tilting deck sings / To keep men's courage up, though the wave hangs / That shall cut off their sun.”
C. Day Lewis
“We even reached back and sang some old westerns,”
Eugene Levy
“Do not go gentle into that good night,Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night. Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night. Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. And you, my father, there on the sad height, Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray. Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.”
Dylan Thomas
