Noticing and remembering everything would trap bright scenes to light and fill the blank and darkening past which was already piling up behind me. The growing size of that blank and ever-darkening past frightened me; it loomed beside me like a hole in the air and battened on scraps of my life I failed to claim. If one day I forgot to notice my life, and be damned grateful for it, the blank cave would suck me up entire.
Music is the chalk to the blackboard of life. Without it everything is a blank slate
Nietzsche said without music, life would be a mistake. To me, without books, life would be a mistake.
What does music mean to me? I don't think I would really be much without it, without it coming through me. It's my means of communication, my means of growth, my means of transportation from one point in my life to another.
Music is my life. Music runs through my veins. Music inspires me. Music is a part of me. Music is all around us. Music soothes me. Music gives me hope when I lose faith. Music comforts me. Music is my refuge.
I'd kill myself without music. Immediately. Life is pointless without music for me.
Music is my breath, blood and food - without music I would perish; the actor in me would die.
Life without music is unthinkable. Life without music is academic. That is why my contact with music is a total embrace.
Music is one of my greatest loves. I don't think I would be able to live without music in my life.
Music is life itself. What would this world be without good music? No matter what kind it is.
Life without laughing is a dreary blank.
I would never get into the music industry per se, but listening to music really helps me to concentrate. It's just a nice way for me to vibe and chill. There's music for when you're sad or happy or in love; there's music for every moment in life.
Music is everything to me. Without music, I wouldnt be here in America now,
and I would have been a completely different person. It made me who I am today.
I was always into the music. Music, in general, saved my life. But the fame part... I would look up, see what was going on around me, the reporters and photographers and all, and then I would just go back to making my music.
Music. I could not go without that. My mind would not let me be without music. I hiked the trail in 1995 - before there were iPods or music on our cell phones or even cell phones. So I was truly out there with just my thoughts. After a few days there was a continuous loop of songs playing silently in my mind.
Music is such an odd thing when you think about it - behind an image until you take it away, and then you realize a movie sounds blank without it.