First a warning, musical; then the hour, irrevocable. The leaden circles dissolved in the air.
If you develop an ear for sounds that are musical it is like developing an ego. You begin to refuse sounds that are not musical and that way cut yourself off from a good deal of experience.
To live is to be musical, starting with the blood dancing in your veins. Everything living has a rhythm. Do you feel your music?
I love the sound of the trees in the breeze. If the forest is so clearly musical, why can’t it play the guitar while I sing Nirvana covers?
The cat hair floated in the air like a sound vibration, and I plucked it like a guitar string. Sometimes I can be so musical I’m like a living love song.
Silence is more musical than any song.