Best 23 quotes of David Gray on MyQuotes

And come, blue deeps! magnificently strown With coloured clouds - large, light, and fugitive.

Everything's stolen. Everything precious - be it a kiss, or be it James Brown - gets misappropriated to the aid of the advertising executives. So, an act of reclamation, somewhere else to be: that's what I want my music to be. Somewhere you can step into. A place.

I don't know where emotion emanates from exactly. I'm full of it, that's all I know.

I don't really know why I'm such an emotional person, that's just how I was born. It's a problem. It's not easy to be married to me.

I guess I'm just a heart-on-sleeve type of human being.

I'm absolutely flooded with a raucous energy to get out into the world and tell my story again. I feel like this is spring. After a period of shriveling, out come the leaves.

In terms of writing, I think something happens to you, and you think, "Oh I'm going to write about that. That's an emotional event." But obviously, if you keep going, and it's something you do with regularity, you've got to find other ways to write.

Love after divorce is all about showing and sharing with my son what is good and right in life!

Night falling on the city Quite something to behold Don't it just look so pretty This disappearing world

October's gold is dim — the forests rot, The weary rain falls ceaseless, while the day Is wrapped in damp.

That's what music is for me. It's a place to go to.

There's nightingales calling, shooting stars falling, like jewels in the rain.

Wonder in everything No matter how great or small... Same thing that's scrawled across the stars Is written under our skin... There's a time to search for understanding Sometimes you just got to sing New horizons, new horizon within

You can't just be reactive to the things going on in your life. You have to imagine, and you have to plunder other people's work, books, poems, ideas, observations.

Masken sind eigensinnig. Trägst Du sie nur um einen Tick zu lange, wirst du sie nie wieder vollständig los. Etwas von ihnen bleibt an dir hängen.

Nicht immer brauchst du Zellen, Gitter oder Stacheldraht, um Menschen gefangen zu halten. Meistens tut es auch Angst.

Pale winter sun Is beatin' the ground Why'm I throwin' away The best thing that I've found My young heart's in tatters and I'm sure That it will be a long time healing It's so hard to see what I'm doing this for When loneliness is all that I'm feeling

Slowly the truth is loading I'm weighted down with love Snow lying deep and even Strung out and dreaming of Night falling on the city Quite something to behold Don't it just look so pretty This disappearing world We're threading hope like fire Down through the desperate blood Down through the trailing wire Into the leafless wood Night falling on the city Quite something to behold Don't it just look so pretty This disappearing world This disappearing world I'll be sticking right there with it I'll be by your side Sailing like a silver bullet Hit 'em 'tween the eyes Through the smoke and rising water Cross the great divide Baby till it all feels right Night falling on the city Sparkling red and gold Don't it just look so pretty This disappearing world"~David Gray

Some days i'm bursting at the seams With all my half remembered dreams And then it shoots me down again I feel the dampness as it creeps I hear you coughing in your sleep Beneath a broken window pane Tomorrow girl i'll buy you chips A lollipop to stain your lips And it'll all be right as rain This ain't no love that's guiding me

Was man über Angst erreichte, das wurde stets auch mit Angst bezahlt. Die Mächtigen fielen irgendwann genauso der Hybris der Macht zum Opfer, wie die Ohnmächtigen dem Zorn über ihre Machtlosigkeit.

Was wahre Sadisten ausmacht ist nicht Blutdurst, sondern Fantasie

„Wer die Hölle übersteht, lässt sich auch vom Paradies nicht unterkriegen.

Wer mit den Haien schwimmt, der darf nicht bluten. Aber, mein Freund, Du blutest gerade. Und zwar heftig