Peter S. Beagle Quotes

Music my rampart, and my only one.

Singing is a lover's thing.

You can say things a million times, but if you can't sing it, then it really isn't much of a song.

I sing like a lark.

When walking through the 'valley of shadows,' remember, a shadow is cast by a Light.

I believe in singing.

I'm not into solos, I'm into lyrics.

A song is like a saddle: you ride it for a while, and if it's the right kind of song you can sing it for the rest of your life.

Who can love to walk in the dark? But providence doth often so dispose.

I grew up thinking that singing was my security.

I keep coming back because I have no place else to go. What else would I do? I love to sing.

I like singing all kinds of songs, be it a soft number or a peppy track.

All I can do with my music is try and be a light for people who are in a dark time.

Sometimes, when we're on tour, I'll find an empty room or a corner and I'll just sing. It heals something in me, be it some kind of isolation or loneliness. It's really quite beautiful that singing can do that.

No one wants to hear me crooning a ballad.

I love hearing strong, confident beats in music because I love to dance. At the same time, melody is really important to me because I love singing.

May it be a light to you in dark places, when all other lights go out.

Writing and reading decrease our sense of isolation. It's like singing on a boat during a terrible storm at sea. You can't stop the raging storm, but singing can change the hearts and spirits of the people who are together on that ship

Tonight I just need my guitar.

My grandfather used to say, "Learn to like art, music and literature deeply and passionately. They will be your friends when things are bad". It is true: at this time of year, when days are short and dark, and one hardly dares to open the newspapers, I turn, not vainly either, to the great creators of the past for distraction, solace and help.

The warmth of his embrace soaked into me, a powerful charm against the dark things.

Marveling at his own boldness, he said softly, "I would enter your sleep if I could, and guard you there, and slay the thing that hounds you, as I would if it had the courage to face me in fair daylight. But I cannot come in unless you dream of me.

The essential thing is to WANT to sing. This then is a song. I am singing.