Song Quote by Jennifer E. Smith Download Open image ““He’s like a song she can’t get out of her head.”” — Jennifer E. Smith ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.1 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare Song
“He’s like a song she can’t get out of her head. Hard as she tries, the melody of their meeting runs through her mind… — Jennifer E. Smith Copy Share Image
“And i can't get you out of my head, how in the world will i begin to let you walk right out my life… — Toni Braxton Copy Share Image
“She always played his song because whenever she saw him, it was like moving into a warm pocket of air.” — Elizabeth Strout Copy Share Image
“There is a broken song that plays over in my head each time I hear someone say his name.” — Elizabeth Heller Copy Share Image
“Her songwriting process begins with her sitting down and saying to herself "Okay, who is this about? and what would I say to him… — Jessica Stewart Copy Share Image
“When he sensed she was too far gone to pull back, he released his hold on her hair and she rested her forehead on… — Ivory Quinn Copy Share Image
“She's too drunk to remember all the words, but it doesn't matter - he already knows them. It's his song, the one he was… — Eleanor Henderson Copy Share Image
“She's not like he imagined. He won't admit to picturing how she'd be while he was growing up, but there was always something in… — Ali Hazelwood Copy Share Image
“I just want to break that song into pieces," she said, "and love them all to death.” — Rainbow Rowell Copy Share Image
“He'd come back to her, it was true. He was the one to walk out of the woods and onto the beach, to cross… — Jennifer E. Smith Copy Share Image
“That's the thing about flying: You could talk to someone for hours and never even know his name, share your deepest secrets and then… — Jennifer E. Smith Copy Share Image
“Now Hadley presses her forehead against the window of the taxi and once again finds herself smiling at the thought of him. He's like a song she can't get out of her head. Hard as she tries, the melody of their meeting runs through her mind on an endless loop, each time as surprisingly sweet as the last, like a… — Jennifer E. Smith Copy Share
“He's looking at her like she's the answer to some sort of riddle.” — Jennifer E. Smith Copy Share Image
“Well," he begins, sitting up a bit taller, "I was being quite gallant, actually, and offered to help with her suitcase. And then we started talking and one thing led to another…" Hadley grins. "And he's been carrying my suitcase ever since." "it's what any true gentleman would do," Oliver says with exaggerated modesty. "Especially the really gallant ones." The… — Jennifer E. Smith Copy Share
“The only time it doesn't help to imagine the sky is when you're thirty thousand feet in the air with nowhere to go but… — Jennifer E. Smith Copy Share Image
“Emma knew that she'd always been on the wrong side of the line that separated her from her parents, from Patrick and Annie and… — Jennifer E. Smith Copy Share Image
“Hadley knows this isn’t some Disney movie. Her parents aren’t ever getting back together” — Jennifer E. Smith Copy Share Image
“If you were to draw a map of the two of them, of where they started out and where they would both end up,… — Jennifer E. Smith Copy Share Image
“She wishes that it were true, all of it. That it were more than just a story. That is was their story.” — Jennifer E. Smith Copy Share Image
“There's a formula for how long it takes to get over someone, that it's half as long as the time you've been together.” — Jennifer E. Smith Copy Share Image
“True," he says. "But I'm able to supplement it with my wealth of British intelligence and charm." "Right," Hadley says. "Charm. When do I get to see some of that?" He twists his mouth up at the corners. "Didn't some guy help carry your suitcase earlier?" "Oh yeah," she says, tapping a finger against her chin. "That guy. He was… — Jennifer E. Smith Copy Share
Whatever meaning 'Annie's Song' had for me on a personal level, there was also a larger context. It could just as easily have been… — John Denver Copy Share Image
When you step out and do a song in a musical, the easier thing to do is make it funny. But when those transitions… — Kelli O'Hara Copy Share Image
I've been writing songs since I was 10 years old and always had a penchant for rhyming. I started listening to hip hop through… — Hoodie Allen Copy Share Image
I want people to hear my lyrics and my melodies and say, 'That dude's in pain.' — Ivan Moody Copy Share Image
There were songs that we cut out after we chose the name, because 'Praise Break' turned out to be an underlying concept that I… — Daniel Caesar Copy Share Image
As a child, I had a lot of older gay men taking care of me. There's a trust there. I feel like little girls and old gay men together - there's a safety. They make a shield from all of the bad things they've experienced in the world. They make a home together. There are no songs about that. I… — Margaret Cho Copy Share
I remember that the bass was turned up slightly more on the mix from last week, and I thought that was good - or whatever. Like, there were some little things in there that he said that he came to, like, really enjoy my opinion or at least, like, my little comments on the songs. So I was kind of… — Mark Ronson Copy Share
Every time I finish a song... most of the time it's in my own head, like this sounds too much like a Townes Van Zandt song, or whoever. I realize there are so many melodies and chord progressions in pop and rock music that are so similar that you can kind of trace it back to other things. Most of… — Conor Oberst Copy Share
Each time, I hear your lovely song, It makes me smile. Every time, I hear you scream, It breaks my heart. Any time, I hear you crying, My Soul, Weeps. When you smile, I soar. When you laugh, I fly. When you giggle, I whimper. When I see your face, I mistakenly, Think I am witness, To the most beautiful,… — Eric Nickel Copy Share
The old men of the village of Mahotière say that the Mistress of the Water is a mulatto woman. At midnight she comes out of the spring and sings while combing her dripping long hair, which makes a sound sweeter than a violin. It is a song of perdition for whomever hears it. There is no sign of the Cross,… — Jacques Roumain Copy Share
