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| Berenice Abbott |
Does not the very word...
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| Bea Arthur |
I feel I'm an actress who...
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| Henry Ward Beecher |
What a mother sings to the...
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| Henry Ward Beecher |
What a mother sings to the...
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| Theodore Bikel |
I tried for a while to...
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| Victor Borge |
When an opera star sings her...
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| Edie Brickell |
My son writes songs and plays...
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| Robert Browning |
That's the wise thrush; he...
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| Robert Burns |
Opera is where a guy gets...
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| Thomas Carlyle |
Oh, give us the man who...
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| Gary Cherone |
Whether I sound like Sammy or...
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| Chris Cornell |
It's great when you play to...
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| Bob Crosby |
I didn't want people to say...
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| Gavin DeGraw |
I happen to be a guy...
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| Rick Derringer |
My family is involved and my...
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| Emily Dickinson |
Hope is the thing with...
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| Emily Dickinson |
Hope is the thing with...
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| Hermann Ebbinghaus |
The musician writes for the...
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| Billy Eckstine |
You know, times change and the...
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| Billy Eckstine |
My youngest daughter sings. She's...
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| Renee Fleming |
I don't want to be somebody...
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| Janet Frame |
Electricity, the peril the wind...
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| Stan Getz |
If you like an instrument that...
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| Kahlil Gibran |
When you work you are a...
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| Alma Gluck |
Just as the bird sings or...
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| Peter R. Grant |
To summarize, the particular song...
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| Germaine Greer |
The compelled mother loves her...
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| Franz Grillparzer |
Prose talks and poetry sings.
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| Lou Holtz |
A bird doesn't sing because it...
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| Jane Horrocks |
My own singing voice is not...
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| Victor Hugo |
Be like the bird that, passing...
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| Victor Hugo |
Be as a bird perched on...
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| Victor Hugo |
Be like the bird that, pausing...
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| Mahalia Jackson |
Anybody that sings the blues...
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| Tahar Ben Jelloun |
An individual voice can be...
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| Comte de Lautreamont |
Naturally I drew register a...
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| Alex Lowe |
There are two kinds of...
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| Richard Marx |
I didn't want my last chapter...
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| Alfred A. Montapert |
Happy is the person who not...
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| Joe Murray |
Marriage should be a duet...
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| Graham Nash |
All the signs were right. And...
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| Yannick Noah |
When one sings, one does not...
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| Max Nordau |
The artist writes, paints, sings...
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| Plato |
Every heart sings a song...
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| Anwar Robinson |
It would be Beyonce Knowles...
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| Percy Bysshe Shelley |
A poet is a nightingale, who...
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| Dinah Shore |
Bing Crosby sings like all...
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| Paul Simon |
I question what emotion Manilow...
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| Al Stewart |
The evening sings in a voice...
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| Rabindranath Tagore |
Faith is the bird that feels...
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| Sara Teasdale |
Life has loveliness to sell...
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| Mary H. Waldrip |
When someone sings his own...
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| Anna Wickham |
It is well within the order...
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| Tom Wopat |
When Billie Holiday sings a...
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