I had no illusions about love anymore. It came, it went, it left casualties or it didn't. People weren't meant to be… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
A song is not going to change this damn world. Instead of making people mad about this shitty situation, it's going to… — Chaka Khan Copy Share Image
In Lullabies, I wanted to capture what I remembered of the drunken babbling of unfortunate twelve-year-olds: their illusions, their ludicrously bad choices,… — Heather O'Neill Copy Share Image
A lullaby is all you can remember me by kissing your lips was my last touching your hand was the beating of… — Courtney Hood Copy Share Image
My heart born naked was swaddled in lullabies. Later alone it wore poems for clothes. Like a shirt I carried on my… — John Berger Copy Share Image
When the real history of mankind is fully disclosed, will it feature the echoes of gunfire or the shaping sound of lullabies?… — Neal A. Maxwell Copy Share Image
Perhaps we are given a mom that we might take into death the memory of a lullaby. — Robert Breault Copy Share Image
“Sometimes all we need is a hug that will make us feel home. The heartbeats that sound like a lullaby and the… — Akshay Vasu Copy Share Image
I feel like you should always be questioning the genre you're doing. If you're doing something that sounds like a lullaby, it… — Nellie McKay Copy Share Image
While some mothers sing lullabies to their children, my mother read me poetry. And to this day, I associate my strongest and… — Masiela Lusha Copy Share Image
When the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby, it helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big sky. — Linda Ronstadt Copy Share Image
Most songs that aren't jump-rope songs, or lullabies, are cautionary tales or goodbye songs and road songs. — Tom Waits Copy Share Image
closed my eyes and listened. It was like music I'd heard all my life, even more than "This Lullaby." All those keystrokes,… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
“When you think about it, Johnny Appleseed was a fucking ecological terrorist.” — Chuck Palahniuk Copy Share Image
Music can be used against us as much as it can be used for us. Muzak can put a whole nation to… — Holly Near Copy Share Image
A successful song comes to sing itself inside the listener. It is cellular and seismic, a wave coalescing in the mind and… — Kevin Brockmeier Copy Share Image
Mothers are the place that we call home. On them we rest our heads and close our eyes. There's no one else… — Nick Gordon Copy Share Image
I wish for today and dream of yesterday. If the gods should hold me in their favor, then I shall hope for… — Nadege Richards Copy Share Image
Everything, in the end, comes down to timing. One second, one minute, one hour could make all the difference. — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Your fingertips across my skin, the palm trees swaying in the wind - images. You sang me Spanish lullabies, the sweetest sadness… — A Fine Frenzy Copy Share Image
Remy: Did you really believe, that first day, that we were meant to be together? Dexter: You're here, aren't you? — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
It was an honor to work with Samantha Morton on this Casablanca-esque, silent-film-esque, Americana photobooth Woolworth's hay day period piece of surrealism/… — Alison Mosshart Copy Share Image
“Oh, my love will fly to you Each night on angels' wings Godspeed, sweet dreams” — Radney Foster Copy Share Image
In the largest sense, every work of art is protest... A lullaby is a propaganda song and any three-year-old knows it... A… — Pete Seeger Copy Share Image
In the spring rain, the pond and the river become one. Into every life some rain must fall. Usually when your car… — Langston Hughes Copy Share Image
