The intimacy that arises in listening and speaking truth is only possible if we can open to the vulnerability of our own hearts. Breathing in, contacting the life that is right here, is our first step. Once we have held ourselves with kindness, we can touch others in a vital and healing way.
Words were not given to man in order to conceal his thoughts.
It is the glory and good of Art, That Art remains the one way possible Of speaking truth, to mouths like mine at least.
I like real art. It's difficult to define 'real' but it is the best word for describing what I like to get out of art and what the best art has. It has the ability to convince you that it's present - that it's there. You could say it's authentic... but real is actually a better word, broad as it may be.
it makes a great difference to a speaker whether he has something to say, or has to say something.
Maybe sincerity is the new punk. But to me, I think I have to connect with something emotionally, on some level, or I don't care about it. And if I don't care about it, then I don't think anyone listening to it will, either.
I just keep it real, and I have written songs from my heart and performed them how they should be performed.
To express truth is to write naturally, forcibly, and delicately.
It's great when you have people who will speak passionately and honestly about what they are doing.
The heart must glow before the tongue can gild.
You can tell when someone is reading the lines of a song or performing it.
The language of the heart--the language which "comes from the heart" and "goes to the heart"--is always simple, always graceful, and always full of power, but no art of rhetoric can teach it. It is at once the easiest and most difficult language--difficult, since it needs a heart to speak it; easy, because its periods though rounded and full of harmony, are still unstudied.
I write with all my heart
I have to take what I say and make it heavy, so every single bar means something. And there's no riddles in my rhymes. Every single word means something.
Fair words cost nothing.
First, there must be talent. . .Then there must be discipline. . .Then there must be. . .and absolute conscience. . .to prevent faking.
I don't sing a song unless I feel it. The song don't tug at my heart, I pass on it. I have to believe in what I'm doing.
I am a reflection of what I sing. Sometimes I have to get serious because the things Ive been through are serious.
Humble spirits are free to love and to be who they are. They have no artificial standards to live up to.
I try to be genuine. I try to be real. It's such a subjective thing, but I try to convey an emotion.
He said, "Hi, gorgeous," which I think is nice. I admire honesty.
I don't like listening to music that isn't real.
Speaking with passion born of your own authentic experience and belief is always persuasive.
Oh, Elizabeth," he murmured, leaning down to press a gentle kiss on her mouth, "I love you so much. You must believe me." "I believe you," she said softly, "because in your eyes, I see what I feel in my heart.
Few people would not be the worse for complete sincerity.
