Musicals Quotes Novels & Stories

"If Liah wants to be popular, if she wants to have no works, what can she do to compete with Sidney, just rely on her little white face?" "This is a choice of the heroine of a musical, not a vase! Filming can still rely on a face to fool around, but musicals are offline performances, as long as you have a mouth, the audience will know how many pounds and taels you have! "If I were her, I wouldn't have come here to be embarrassed, you look at her poor and sour look, and she doesn't have more than a hundred dollars on her body, right?" "With this virtue, you dare to compete with Sidney for the heroine of the musical? Bite off more than one can chew!

I stopped singing. “Come on,” I said. “Give it a go.” “No way,” she said. “It’s stupid.” People around her quietened, their ears pricked. “It’s not stupid, Verity. Stupid is trying to form relationships on the phone with a stick up your ass and inflexibility of communication.” “It’s stupid,” she repeated. “I’m not going to make an absolute tit out of myself, not for you.” “You’re already making an absolute tit out of yourself, Miss Macua, I’m just asking you to sing.”

And I had a feeling she wasn't leaving anytime soon. **** Flashback: Ten Years Ago "Come on, Elliot! We're going to miss it!" Susan's voice was breathless with excitement as she tugged on my arm, her laughter ringing out as we sprinted toward the campus theater. "I don't even like musicals," I grumbled, though the smile tugging at my lips betrayed me. She stopped abruptly, turning to face me with her hands on her hips. "You're such a liar, Prescott. You loved Les Misérables. I saw you tearing up during 'I Dreamed a Dream.'"

I couldn’t help the query in my mind. “You haven’t done something meaningful for us yet, son.” He snapped his fingers and the choir started once more with another of Wolfgang Mozart’s note. “Dance with your woman, son!”

and I know I’m in theirs as “HRH.” “Yes?” “How was the show?” I sink back on the bed. It’s one I’ve seen before and remember enjoying, as much as I enjoy anything on Broadway, which is to say, very little. “Delightful. Our seats were excellent. I particularly loved the twist right before intermission.” “Hmm. Don’t recall that.” “You’ve seen it twice.” Their voice is flat, unimpressed by my lack of cultural sophistication. “Yes, but with clients. And you know I hate musicals.”

“I don’t know what to tell you. Women are a mystery. I guess my sister just likes the artistic types.” Gabriel turned to Alfred then, the confusion evident in his eyes. “I’m literally risking MY LIFE to build her a tower and he’s playing piano. Alfred wrapped an arm around Gabriel, trying to console him. “Wow, that was magical!” Jonathan said, clapping his hands as the song finished. “Pure magic.” “Seriously?” Gabriel asked. “This? That? Over me?” Alfred couldn’t help but chuckle. “That. Mickey Dean. Asher. I don’t know. Let’s go have another drink. I’ve seen enough here.”

Those are too sharp, too edgy for me to share. So, I flip through the pages, to find something appropriate. And something to lighten the mood. "'I came, I saw, she conquered.' The original Latin seems to have been garbled." Beth raises a hand to her mouth. Richard guffaws, slapping a hand on his knee. "Ain't that the truth." Their reaction seems a bit overplayed.... But they're trying to smooth things too.... I find another quote. "Take big bites. Anything worth doing is worth overdoing."

Inside there were portraits of Jasefia Heifetz , Vladimir Horowitz, Mstislav Rostropovich, Maria Callas, Ella Fitzgerald and the Beatles. Too many legends “You know what. I suddenly felt like an uncultured swine.” Casper says, admitting that he doesn’t recognized a single one of them. Except the Beatles. I’m just so happy to be here and to present John Rutter’s piece with him and so many other musicians on stage. It was just a thrill and I had so much fun in rehearsal. Now I’m just gonna take it easy before the concert.

"I'm sure Morris will be really happy to hear about it." Thinking of how happy Morris would be, Jacqueline beamed even more. As they left the theater, Jacqueline eagerly recounted the musical’s details that she would tell Morris to Fred and her parents, even asking them to remind her if she missed anything. She animatedly mimicked the characters' gestures and expressions. Serenity marveled at her performance. It was a talent she hadn’t noticed before. Meanwhile, unnoticed in a corner outside the theater, a young beggar crouched beside an older one.

"Stop joking around. The cast of the musical is trained professionals, and this is their first show. I'm sure they can't change the story as they please, so it can't be strange." The woman nodded, relieved. "You're right. I must be overthinking it." "Yes, you're definitely overthinking it." With that, they finished washing their hands and left without dwelling on the matter.