Live Loud, Love Loud, Laugh Loud, Play Loud, Cry Loud – Isn’t that what life’s about!
Reading isn’t quite loud, but it’s quiet and loud—quiet on the outside, loud on the inside. Sort of like a mime orgy.
I love loud music. I listen loud, and that's part of how I've learned how to do this. Record softly and play back loud and a whole other thing happens.
People say I play real loud. I don't, actually. I'm recorded loud and a lot of that is because we have good engineers. Mick knows what a good drum sound is as well, so that's part of the illusion really. I can't play loud.
The bell is loud because it is empty.
But I was singing loud, and most singers weren't singing loud.
Drums sound loud because they are hollow.
If a bamboo tube makes a loud sound, it is empty.
For Nicole, my idea of beauty
Succotash my cocker spaniel, you fudging crevasse-hole dipshiitake!
Songs are as sad as the listener.
Going to any loud place is terrible for me. I'm bad at loud restaurants.
All that mattered was him looking at me
Being reliable is something. Being good.
Every moment before this one depends on this one.
Being in the right does not depend on having a loud voice.
I regret that it takes a life to learn how to live.
...people with nothing to declare carry the most.
I want an infinitely blank book and the rest of time.
A loud noise at one end and no sense of responsibility at the other.
I got a man cave. I play my music loud. I bought big speakers because I need to hear music loud.