Quotes about Emotional Resonance

At the end of the day, someone took the monitor and speakers away. But the music was still there. This was my first understanding of grief.

The beauty of fragrance is that it speaks to your heart and hopefully someone else's.

The beauty of the written word is that it can be held close to the heart and read over and over again.

Once in a lifetime a really beautiful song comes along ... Until it does, I'd like to do this one.

Poetry at its best can do you a lot of harm.

This will become the story of a young woman, Karin Weinbrenner. Her story is not mine, but sometimes her story feels like the armature my life has wound itself around. I am telling it, so this story is also about me.

For me, all stories are fiction. The only question is: Does it rattle the soul or not?

Oamenii îÈ›i zic de toate. De la faptul c? nu faci doi bani pân? la faptul c? eÈ™ti nepreÈ›uit?. Cele mai rele È™i cele mai bune lucruri. Întotdeauna atingi pe cineva aici - cioc?ni cu degetul solniÈ›a - È™i pe cineva acolo...

tiene por casualidad una droga cuyo efecto, en unos términos semejantes a los del órgano Hammerstein, corresponda a algunos fragmentos del movimiento coral de la Novena de Beethoven?

I am always trying to 'preserve' things by getting other people to read what I have written, and feel what I felt.

Thou shalt not might' reach the head but it takes 'Once upon a time' to reach the heart. Also: We need stories so much that we're even willing to read bad books to get them.

If you tell your prospect how bad things are in a way they can identify with and relate to, then they know that you know the way it really is because that is the way it really is for them.

Because sometimes happy songs will make sad people miserable, because they feel guilty that they aren't happy, on top of the sadness. But a sad song talks to the part that hurts, says, Yeah I know, yeah it's bad, yeah it hurts: but I'm with you. I feel it too.

Sometimes when you hit send, you can imagine the message going straight into the person's heart. But other times, like this time, it feels like the words are merely falling into a well.

Making love without noise is like playing a muted piano-fine for practice, but you cheat yourself out of hearing the glorious results.

Music is everywhere. It's in the air between us, waiting to be sung.

The words that matter always stay.

And I'm moved, it's so beautiful. Not what I wrote, but to have it given back like this. To have her remember the words and the tune. To hear it in her voice.

some things you don't need to hear in order to hear. The mind has an ear of its own and sometimes memory is the fiercest fucking DJ alive.

We all understand that this is just music. We all understand these songs were written Before - there is no way the band could have known how we would hear them After. But the songs ring true.

Ardent, adj.: It was as if the whole world could be reduced to the sound of a single string being played, and the only thing this sound could make me think of was you.

We are breathing at the same pace, our chests rising and falling in unison. We have no need to whisper, because at this distance, all we need is thought.

I wondered if this was how you'd felt. I wondered if I was making myself feel how you'd felt. I knew it wasn't a choice. It was just what my mind was doing. Although I could've been fighting it more.

You leave the place you're from, you have to. But you also need to have it stay in you for a long time. It is your center.