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Real music is always revolutionary, it unites people, worried about them calling ahead.

Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.

Love and learn the great art of music. It will open up a whole world of high emotions, passions, thoughts. It will make you spiritually richer. Through music you will find a new unknown to you before hand. You will see life in new tones and colors.

Amateurs and connoisseurs of music are not born but made... to love music, we must first listen to her.

Music is the best consolation for the grieved person.
(Music is the greatest solace, it refreshes the heart and grant him peace.)

- Like music? asked my new friend.
- If it's good and sounds good in the world.
In a good world there is good music. The air in a good world, not ranges.

Since the music is no directly knowable, some are looking at it technically perfect, other poetic types. Even Schopenhauer, who gave a comprehensive definition of the essence of music and had an amazing idea: “the Composer reveals the inmost essence of the world and expresses the deepest truth, using language, beyond reason, he begins to wander, trying to translate into the language of our concepts of the language, beyond reason, just as a magnetic somnambulist talks about things of which waking she has no clue”. Although the composer would have to be clear that translation into the language of our concepts, the human language is abstraction, reduction to the knowable, the loss of the main - language of the world, which should be misunderstood, and should only be felt. Ho Schopenhauer legitimate in his quest, his goal as a philosopher is to present the essence of the world, his vast wealth by means of concepts, which are too easily visible by their poverty. The same rights and Wagner, who, wishing to give the average person the idea that he as a musician can see, I framed the programme of Beethoven's symphonies.

- Are you humming Metallica?
- It calms me down.

The main rule, Sammy. Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cake hole in a rag.

Music is born and flows from the soul. This is our God, our religion. Within their souls, there is no true music. They fuckin ' with me and do jazz for someone the bucks or the charm of the comely wench.

I can smell the rain before the first drops will fall, but I don't see them. I can feel the sun on my face, but I don't see it rise or set. I so want to see the world as others see it: to see the sun, see the rain. And music... Music must be really beautiful.

As the music for the play not yet written, it is considered reasonable not to perform.

From the song words can not erase, but you can throw out a song.

About music you need to write notes.