When I hear music, it seems to me that all the sins of my life pass slowly by me with veiled faces, lay their hands on my head, and say softly, "My c…

- Sidney Lanier

Music is love in search of a word.

- Sidney Lanier

Look out, Death: I am coming.-Art thou not glad? what talks we'll have.-What memories of old battles.-Come, bring the bowl, Death; I am thirsty.

- Sidney Lanier

And yet shall Love himself be heard,Though long deferred, though long deferred:O'er the modern waste a dove hath whirred:Music is Love in search of a…

- Sidney Lanier

Gradually I find that my whole soul is merging itself into this business of writing, and especially of writing poetry. I am going to try it; and am g…

- Sidney Lanier

If a man made himself an expert in any particular branch of human activity, there would result the strong tendency that a peculiar aptitude towards t…

- Sidney Lanier

Chime out, thou little song of Spring, Float in the blue skies ravishing. Thy song-of-life a joy doth bring That's sweet, albeit fleeting. Float …

- Sidney Lanier

Sweet Sometime, fly fast for me.

- Sidney Lanier

Music means harmony, harmony means love. Love means God.

- Sidney Lanier