Singing Quotes

“At karaoke night, my ducks always sing Bette Midler's "Wind Beneath My Wings." I mean I do too, because when I try to sing R. Kelly's "I Believe I Can Fly" they boo me off stage.”
― Jarod Kintz, Ducks are the stars of the karaoke bird world

“For the Langs, Madonna was totally and completely out of the question. But when Gretchen's dad was at work and her mom was taking one of her nine billion classes (Jazzercise, power walking, book club, wine club, sewing circle, women's prayer circle), Gretchen and Abby would dress up like the Material Girl and sing into the mirror. Gretchen's mom had a jewelry box devoted entirely to crosses, so it was basically like she was inviting them to do it.”
― Grady Hendrix, My Best Friend's Exorcism

“If he [Arthur, number thirteen] had to die, he decided he would die singing. And doing what he knew now was his destiny: to sing to the lonely comfort the frightened, and awaken the love in sleeping hearts”
― Mira Bartok, The Wonderling

“The woods came for Emeline the way they always did: creeping in with the shadows, seeping up through the cracks.
Emeline, they whispered. Sing us a true song.
Emeline gritted her teeth, ignoring it. From her perch on the wooden stool beneath the white lights, she continued to croon into the mic, picking the strings of her ukulele, telling herself she didn't care if the ale in the bar taps turned to mucky creek water tonight, or if the cash in the register transformed into crisp golden maple keys. She didn't care if those spongy green clumps currently sprouting up between the floorboards were, in fact, forest moss.”
― Kristen Ciccarelli, Edgewood

“Ducks are the stars of the karaoke bird world. You’d think it would be songbirds or parrots (or boobies, because who doesn’t like to see those on stage?), but nope, they all quit going down to the corner bar to try to impress the locals with their vocals, and they joined TikTok so they could dance their way to fame.”
― Jarod Kintz, Ducks are the stars of the karaoke bird world

“Turn your stress into singing.”
― Lailah Gifty Akita

“was solo singing on my own , now i can't find the key without you”
― zara larsson

“If my mother was in a singing mood, it wasn't so bad. She would sing about hard times, bad times, and somebody-done-gone-and-left-me times. But her voice was so sweet and her singing-eyes so melty I found myself longing for those hard times, yearning to be grown without 'a thin di-i-ime to my name.' I looked forward to the delicious time when 'my man' would leave me, when I would 'hate to see that evening sun go down . . .' 'cause then I would know 'my man has left this town.' Misery colored by the greens and blues in my mother's voice took all the grief out of the words and left me with a conviction that pain was not only endurable, it was sweet.”
― Toni Morrison, The Bluest Eye

“Listen to the birds, their lyrics are not profane, yet the entire world wants to hear them sing.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson, Song of a Nature Lover

“As to me, so long as I have the strength, I shall battle against Melancholy. I am not philosopher enough to reason it away, so I’ll be content with singing it off.”
― Charles East, Sarah Morgan: The Civil War Diary Of A Southern Woman

“The devoted sister had solemn thoughts of thrumming on its chords for Clifford's benefit, and accompanying the performance with her voice. Poor Clifford! Poor Hepzibah! Poor harpsichord!”
― Nathaniel Hawthorne, The House of the Seven Gables

“My mother never seemed to listen to much music, but she loved Barbara Streisand, counting The Way We Were and Yentl as two of her favorite films. I remembered how we used to sing the song "Tell Him" together, and skipped through the album until I found it on track four.
"Remember this?"
I laughed, turning up the volume. It's a duet between Babe and Celine Dion, two powerhouse divas joining together for one epic track. Celine plays the role of a young woman afraid to confess her feelings to the man she loves, and Barbara is her confidant, encouraging her to take the plunge.
"I'm scared, so afraid to show I care... Will he think me weak, if I tremble when I speak?" Celine begins.
When I was a kid my mother used to quiver her lower lip for dramatic effect when she sang the word "tremble." We would trade verses in the living room. I was Barbara and she was Celine, the two of us adding interpretive dance and yearning facial expressions to really sell it.
"I've been there, with my heart out in my hand..." I'd join in, a trail of chimes punctuating my entrance. "But what you must understand, you can't let the chance to love him pass you by!" I'd exclaim, prancing from side to side, raising my hand to urge my voice upward, showcasing my exaggerated vocal range.
Then, together, we'd join in triumphantly. "Tell him! Tell him that the sun and moon rise in his eyes! Reach out to him!" And we'd ballroom dance in a circle along the carpet, staring into each other's eyes as we crooned along to the chorus.
My mom let out a soft giggle from the passenger seat and we sang quietly the rest of the way home. Driving out past the clearing just as the sun went down, the scalloped clouds flushed with a deep orange that made it look like magma.”
― Michelle Zauner, Crying in H Mart

“Daisy empezó a cantar, a acompañar la música con un susurro rítmico y ronco, y de cada palabra extraía un significado que nunca había tenido y que jamás volvería a tener.”
― Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

“Suddenly, it wasn't just Emeline's song flooding out, but something else. A thick and shimmering power gushed out of her, like blood from a wound. Around her, the clearing changed. Pale, dead leaves cascaded to the forest floor like snow. The trunks of the trees changed from powdery white to deep browns and dappled greens, color spreading like a blush from their roots to their branches. New leaves began to bud and unfurl, teeming with life.”
― Kristen Ciccarelli, Edgewood

“You can survive any situation if you keep on singing.”
― Lailah Gifty Akita

“The same breath that carries
the magic of the words-
"I love you",
plays the magic of the flute.
"God is so close I hear
Him singing.”
― Chris Ernest Nelson

“Where there is singing, there is no sorrow.”
― Lailah Gifty Akita

“What song was that? Maybe if you would’ve sung, I would’ve caught on.”
I force a laugh. One step at a time, buddy. I don’t even sing for my teddy bears. That’s a different matter entirely.”
― Allyson Kennedy, The Crush

“I do not come from a family of singers. When we get together and warble "Happy Birthday" to one another over cake and candle, it doesn't sound as much like a song as it does a pack of jackals yapping over a fresh carcass. And in my case, it's nothing that you want to inflict on the innocent, or at least on people who haven't reported us to the city yet. Who is flat, off-key or tone deaf in the Notaro clan is all up in the air--it doesn't matter, and we can't tell, anyway.”
― Laurie Notaro, It Looked Different on the Model: Epic Tales of Impending Shame and Infamy

“Sing in the car. Write wholeheartedly. Make crochet gifts for friends. Play in the garden. Dance on your balcony. Paint with your fingers. Do it your way. Let your dreams and desires bring your gifts to life in any way that delights you.”
― Kris Franken, The Call of Intuition: How to Recognize & Honor Your Intuition, Instinct & Insight

“It is impossible to achieve an artistic performance merely by generating a sound and manipulating the keys of a mechanical device. All of us have listened to mechanically produced music which was correct in all its technical aspects but which became monotonous after a short time because of the lack of emotional or human content. Singing, whether it be poor or great, is at least one hundred percent human.”
― Larry Teal, The Art of Saxophone Playing

“There is no sadness, when the heart sings.”
― Lailah Gifty Akita

“All singers now sound the same because all you have to do is whisper and sound pretty. No one ever belts. Don’t you wanna hear someone’s heart again?" she said. "All I hear is tongue and breath and cheek and throat. I want ugly again. Mistakes. Uvula.”
― Karl Kristian Flores, The Goodbye Song

“You do not have to read to sing or to be fit to dance
Dance with others and make joy spreads to many
Many may hate and few may love but love wins
Wins must be celebrated with many for them to be next
Next time you dance sing also very loud
Loud or low voices are both heard and make differences
Differences of us do not matter as long as we love God
God Exist”
― Isaac Nash, GOD EXIST

“Noise: The blessing of so many voices is we can find someone singing our song and join in.”
― Richie Norton

“That’s my weakness right there, girls with beautiful voices. I could fall in love with a girl just by hearing her voice; I don’t even have to see her for it to happen.”
― Jeffrey Calhoun, The October Amaryllis

“Praise until you can praise.”
― Lailah Gifty Akita

“Every day I will praise you and extol your name for ever and ever. Psalm 145:2”
― Lailah Gifty Akita

“Reporters for the B.B.C. have such an extraordinary effect on the people they meet - wherever they go the natives sing. It seems so strange, they never do it when I am travelling, The B.B.C. oughtn't to let them, it spoils the programme. Just when you are hoping for a description of some nice place, everybody suddenly bursts out singing. Even Displaced Persons do it. And singing sounds much the same everywhere, so I switch it off.”
― Rose Macaulay, The Towers of Trebizond

“I’ve always loved the magic of music. The right song can be a magic spell capable of seducing you and making you fall in love. It can touch you in the most intimate of ways, all the way to the hidden parts of your heart. It’s magic at its finest.”
― Ariella Zoelle, Play by Heart