Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Ich singe, wie der Vogel singt, Der in den Zweigen wohnet;Das Lied, das aus der Kehle dringt,Ist Lohn, der reichlich lohnet. (uit: Der Sänger)
Ich singe, wie der Vogel singt, Der in den Zweigen wohnet;Das Lied, das aus der Kehle dringt,Ist Lohn, der reichlich lohnet. (uit: Der Sänger)
Marriage should be a duet. When one sings, the other claps.
I started being a songwriter pretending I could do it, and it turned out I could.
But actually just yesterday we raised the key of one of my songs two steps up, so my voice is obviously responding. It’s a muscle, and the more you use it, the more you use it right, the more you should get out of it. So yes, I sing.
Whatever else has been said about me personally is unimportant. When I sing, I believe. I’m honest.
The total person sings, not just the vocal chords.
I like to sing ballads the way Eddie Fisher does and the way Perry Como does. But the way I’m singing now is what makes the money.
I stole everything I ever heard, but mostly I stole from the horns.
I sing like I feel.
I sing with the voice I have in that moment.
Als ik iets formuleer, kom ik tot de ontdekking dat bijna altijd het omgekeerde ook waar is. (Deze houd ik als coach graag in mijn achterhoofd.)
A bird in hand is a certainty. But a bird in the bush may sing.
Being a singer is a natural gift. It means I’m using to the highest degree possible the gift that God gave me to use. I’m happy with that.
A bird doesn’t sing because it has an answer, it sings because it has a song.
Alas for those that never sing, but die with all their music in them!
Ieder vogeltje zingt zoals het gebekt is.
I love to sing. And I love to drink Scotch. Most people would rather hear me drink Scotch.
Laten we zo lang mogelijk zingen onderweg; de weg wordt er minder eentonig door.
Het is een onbeleefd in tegenwoordigheid van hem die gij laat zingen of een instrument bespelen, iemand anders, die dezelfde talenten bezit, onmatig te prijzen; evenals tegenover hen, die u hun verzen voorlezen, een andere dichter.
Singing is so exhilarating that it’s difficult to try to explain it.
When I perform, I’m somewhere else. I go back in time and get in touch with who I really am. I forget my troubles, my worries.
When a singer truly feels and experiences what the music is all about, the words will automatically ring true.
Opera is when a guy gets stabbed in the back and, instead of bleeding, he sings.
If you believe in your art and you love what you do, that energy will go out and people will respond.