Choirs Quotes

“Sing, then. Sing, indeed, with shoulders back, and head up so that song might go to the roof and beyond to the sky. Mass on mass of tone, with a hard edge, and rich with quality, every single note a carpet of colour woven from basso profundo, and basso, and baritone, and alto, and tenor, and soprano, and also mezzo, and contralto, singing and singing, until life and all things living are become a song.

O, Voice of Man, organ of most lovely might.”
― Richard Llewellyn, How Green Was My Valley

“I do not like the raw sound of the human voice in unison unless it is under the discipline of music.”
― Flannery O'Connor, The Habit of Being: Letters of Flannery O'Connor

“The choir always tittered and whispered all through service. There was once a church choir that was not ill-bred, but I have forgotten where it was, now. It was a great many years ago, and I can scarcely remember anything about it, but I think it was in some foreign country.”
― Mark Twain, The Adventures of Tom Sawyer

“O, Voice of Man, organ of most lovely might.”
― Richard Llewellyn, How Green Was My Valley

“Votre adoration est proportionnelle à votre communion avec Dieu et comment vous êtes libre”
― Dr Paul Gitwaza

“The Sunday morning choir raised their voices to fever pitch with another gospel tune. Slurring voices filled with thick drawls of the local accent. The choir a mix of young girls her own age, alongside elderly women, with a few men thrown in for good measure. The old ladies wore tight gray buns and librarian glasses. Could they have ever been young? Could their husbands have?”
― Jaime Allison Parker, Justice of the Fox

“As more local Houses of Worship are built, an exponential number of Bahá’í choirs will likely form, aligning with Shoghi Effendi’s encouragement for choirs to sing in the Houses of Worship. Singing in a House of Worship is an unforgettable experience that unites singers around one common goal, causes hearts to beat as one and lifts the spirits of both singers and audience up the rungs of a spiritual ladder towards the heavens.”
― Lorraine Manifold, The Divine Melody: Song of the Mystic Dove