Let your heart sing from those wounded places. When you sing your song with everything you've got,it will not only heal you, but it will heal all of us through you.

Something tugged inside him. A flutter of unease.Do you sing? Those had been her first words to him, the day she had bought him. A band of nausea circled Arin's throat, just as it had when she had asked him that question, in part for the same reason. She'd had no trace of an accent. She had spoken in perfect, natural, mother-taught Herrani.

In the early days, I might have gotten on stage and begun to sing as a desperate attempt to communicate, but now I found that singing was both a physical and emotional joy. It was sensuous, a pure pleasure, which didn't take away from the emotions being expressed— even if they were melancholic. Music can do that; you can enjoy singing about something sad.

Once upon a time, when women were birds, there was the simple understanding that to sing at dawn and to sing at dusk was to heal the world through joy. The birds still remember what we have forgotten, that the world is meant to be celebrated.

I can't set my hopes too high,'Cause every hello ends with a goodbye.

My heart dances with joy and sings with passion when it hears the music of love.

When we sing with love, everything around us listens with joy.

Sing just to express your love for life and everything around you. No reason is needed to sing.

It is not your mouth that sings. It is your mind and heart that sing.

If I had the choice, I would sing only love songs.

Music gives strength to the soul.

Love is the only song I sing.

Life is a sorrow, without a song.

Nothing softens the heart like a song.

I sing a beautiful song quietly in my heart.

Praise the Creator while you have grace to sing.

If you sing a song, any brokenness shall heal.