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No singer would ever make a song about that battle. No maester would ever write down an account for one of the Reader's beloved books. No banners flew, no warhorns moaned, no great lord called his men about him to hear his final ringing words. They fought in the predawn gloom, shadow against shadow, stumbling over roots and rocks, with mud and rotting leaves beneath their feet. George R. R. Martin
Dorothy L. Sayers quote: "Heaven deliver us, what's a poet? Something that can't go to..."
Heaven deliver us, what's a poet? Something that can't go to bed without making a song about it. Dorothy L. Sayers
He'd been just like all of the other performers in the world. He'd wanted to be universally loved. He wasn't all that different from Victor, Thomas, or even Junior. They all got onstage and wanted the audience to believe in them. They all wanted the audience to throw their room keys, panties, confessions, flowers, and songs onstage. They wanted the audience to trust them with their secrets. Sherman Alexie
This is why I loved the support groups so much, if people thought you were dying, they gave you their full attention. If this might be the last time they saw you, they really saw you. Everything else about their checkbook balance and radio songs and messy hair went out the window. You had their full attention. People listened instead of just waiting for their turn to speak. And when they spoke, they weren't just telling you a story. When the two of you talked, you were building something, and... Chuck Palahniuk
There were frogs all right, thousands of them. Their voices beat the night, they boomed and barked and croaked and rattled. They sang to the stars, to the waning moon, to the waving grasses. They bellowed long songs and challenges. John Steinbeck
hey stephen i could give you 50 reason why i would be the one to choose. will all those other girls well their beautiful but would they write a song for you... Taylor Swift
Remind me again what's wrong with Dave Matthews?"Basically everything, except technical proficiency," Walter said."Right."But maybe especially the banality of the lyrics. 'Gotta be free, so free, yeah, yeah, yeah. Can't live without my freedom, yeah yeah.' That's pretty much every song. Jonathan Franzen
The doo-wop stalker love song on a Cincinnati oldies station--you broke up with me because I was an obnoxious jerk and now you're dating him, so I drive by your house and stare in your window every night, thereby proving that I'm an even bigger creep than you thought Sarah Vowell
Jack Johnson quote: "This is just a little love song I for my wife. Or for..."
This is just a little love song I for my wife. Or for everybody who is going to listen now, but I wrote it for my wife. Jack Johnson
But at my back I always hear. Time's winged chariot hurrying near; And yonder all before us lie. Deserts of vast eternity. Thy beauty shall no more be found, Nor, in thy marble vault, shall sound. My echoing song; then worms shall try. That long preserv'd virginity, And your quaint honour turn to dust, And into ashes all my lust. The grave's a fine and private place, But none I think do there embrace. Andrew Marvell
Boris Pasternak quote: "They really thought what other people sing in songs."
They really thought what other people sing in songs. Boris Pasternak
Neal Stephenson quote: "Two tires fly. Two Wail. A bamboo grove, all chopped down...."
Two tires fly. Two Wail. A bamboo grove, all chopped down. From it, warring songs. Neal Stephenson
Nicholas Sparks quote: "The ocean has been singing to me, and the song is that of our..."
The ocean has been singing to me, and the song is that of our life together... Nicholas Sparks
Blessed is the covenant of love, the covenant of mercy, useless light behind the terror, deathless song in the house of night. Leonard Cohen
There is the happiness which comes from creative effort. The joy of dreaming, creating, building, whether in painting a picture, writing an epic, singing a song, composing a symphony, devising new invention, creating a vast industry. Henry Miller

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