“Do the dead sing? Do they love?”
“Gentle lady, do not sing Sad songs about the end of love;Lay aside sadness and sing How love that passes is enough.Sing about the long deep sleep Of lovers that are dead, and howIn the grave all love shall sleep: Love is aweary now.”
“The dead live." "How do they live?" "By love.”
“Do you hear the people sing? Singing a song of angry men”
“those who do not sing cannot even imagine the joy of singing.”
“Us sing and dance, make faces and give flower bouquets, trying to be loved. You ever notice that trees do everything to get attention we do, except walk?”