Music is your own experience, your thoughts, your wisdom. If you don't live it, it won't come out of your horn.
— Charlie Parker horned quote
Don't take the bull by the horns, take him by the tail; then you can let go when you want to.
— Josh Billings
A careful driver is one who honks his horn when he goes through a red light.
— Henry Morgan
Our dreams are a second life. I have never been able to penetrate without a shudder those ivory or horned gates which separate us from the invisible world.
— horned quotation by Gerard De Nerval
Get someone else to blow your horn and the sound will carry twice as far.
No one is fit to judge a book until he has rounded Cape Horn in a sailing vessel, until he has bumped into two or three icebergs, until he has been lost in the sands of the desert, until he has spent a few years in the House of the Dead.
Broadway, such as I see it now and have seen it for twenty-five years, is a ramp that was conceived by St. Thomas Aquinas while he was yet in the womb. It was meant originally to be used only by snakes and lizards, by the horned toad and the red heron, but when the great Spanish Armada was sunk the human kind wriggled out of the ketch and slopped over, creating by a sort of foul, ignominious squirm and wiggle the cunt-like cleft that runs from the Battery south to the golf links north through the dead and wormy center of Manhattan Island.
'Tis the white stag, Fame, we're a-hunting, bid the world's hounds come to horn!
When I bestride him, I soar, I am a hawk: He trots the air;
the earth sings when he touches it; the basest horn of his hoof is more musical than the pipe of Hermes.
They take unbelievable pleasure in the hideous blast of the hunting horn and baying of the hounds. Dogs dung smells sweet as cinnamon to them.
Nothing can be more depressing than to expose, naked to the light of thought, the hideous growth of argot. Indeed it is like a sort of repellent animal intended to dwell in darkness which has been dragged out of its cloaca. One seems to see a horned and living creature viciously struggling to be restored to the place where it belongs. One word is like a claw, another like a sightless and bleeding eye; and there are phrases which clutch like the pincers of a crab. And all of it is alive with the hideous vitality of things that have organized themselves amid disorganization.
You slam a politician, you make out he's the devil, with horns and hoofs.
But his wife loves him, and so did all his mistresses.
Military weapons are the means used by the Sage to punish violence and cruelty, to give peace to troublous times, to remove difficulties and dangers, and to succor those who are in peril. Every animal with blood in its veins and horns on its head will fight when it is attacked. How much more so will man, who carries in his breast the faculties of love and hatred, joy and anger! When he is pleased, a feeling of affection springs up within him; when angry, his poisoned sting is brought into play. That is the natural law which governs his being
I learned, too, how it was possible with the help of the picture and action to transform an apparently insignificant violin passage into an incident, and to lift a simple horn call into a thing of stupendous significance by means of scenic emphasis.
You have injuries that bother you when you're not playing. When that horn blows, you don't feel it.
I love the French horn.
I came up from growing up with a lot of Catholic guilt, a lot of punk rock, hipster guilt in the later years where I think people have thrown a lot of things on me. Where I always felt like I'm not supposed to tell the horn section what to play or I don't want to come off egotistical.
I stole everything I ever heard, but mostly I stole from the horns.
Music is your own experience, your own thoughts, your wisdom.
If you don't live it, it won't come out of your horn. They teach you there's a boundary line to music. But, man, there's no boundary line to art.
If you don't live it, it won't come out your horn.
The horns came riding in like the rainbow masts of silver ships.
It is said that love makes the world go 'round - the announcement lacks verification. It's wind from the dinner horn that does it.
It was a joy to be a part of the team that created Round The Horne.
I was involved with the show at a time of my life when I was very happy., and that happiness overflowed into the scripts.
Each instrument has something to say to you.
It's got its own character. Each horn has its own character and will say to you certain things. If you violate that, it's almost a sacrilege!
Music is your own experience, your thoughts, your wisdom.
If you don't live it, it won't come out of your horn. They teach you that music has boundaries. But, man, there's no boundary line to art.
The only very rugged part of the route is in crossing the Big Horn mountain, which is about 30 miles wide.
I had the Big Horn river explored from Wind River mountain to my place of embarkation.
As a horn player, the greatest compliment one can get is when a person comes to you and says, 'I heard this saxophone on the radio the other day and I knew it was you. I don't know the song, but I know it was you on sax.'
And for me the only way to live life is to grab the bull by the horns and call up recording studios and set dates to go in recording studios. To try and accomplish something.
My solution to the problem would be to tell the North Vietnamese Communists frankly that they've got to drawn in their horns and stop their aggression or we're going to bomb them into the stone age.
I wake up in the morning, I do a little stretching exercises, pick up the horn and play.
I don't think it's blowing my own horn to say the show is not as good.
There was chemistry there that took years and years to build and now that's gone. The commentary is lacking.
But if I didn't have to make money, I would still play my horn.
I can play every instrument there is, every horn, I've played all the saxes and trumpets and everything and keyboards.