Crime takes the pulse of a culture. It tells us the truth about us as a species.
Pulse proximity is not intimacy.
My first record wasn't even with the Fugees. I was signed to Big Beat Records, so I was signed back in 1989 to the label that the Knocks are on now. You can always tell which generation had the pulse based on how they see things.
I'd have to struggle to find a subject in which I can't get some kind of interested pulse started.
Ill just say whats in my heart: Ba-bump, ba-bump, ba-bump.
There is a difference between being a timekeeper and keeping the pulse or being in step with the pulse in the band.
I adore Chicago. It is the pulse of America.
There needs a long time to know the worlds pulse.
My body is a metronome, keeping time for the universe.
Pulse as an active means of expression, Stravinsky and Beethoven are the two masters of that.
Rhythm is sound in motion. It is related to the pulse, the heartbeat, the way we breathe. It rises and falls. It takes us into ourselves; it takes us out of ourselves.
You need a pulse in a film. If I see a film that doesn't have rhythm, it's like listening to music that doesn't have rhythm; it doesn't really work.
The music of the Stones pounds the air like the amplified pulse of my erection.
If all the world Should in a pet of temp'rance, feed on pulse, Drink the clear stream, and nothing wear but frieze, Th' All-giver would be unthank'd, would be unprais'd.
One can't live with one's finger everlastingly on one's pulse.
Trent looked me up and down. “Is that all you’re going to do?” My pulse quickened, and I gazed at the front of the basilica where the scratching was coming from. “I might have a snack later if nothing comes through those doors.
In the beginning, there was noise. Noise begat rhythm, and rhythm begat everything else.
Learning stamps you with its moments. Childhood's learning is made up of moments. It isn't steady. It's a pulse.
I know this much: that there is objective time, but also subjective time, the kind you wear on the inside of your wrist, next to where the pulse lies. And this personal time, which is the true time, is measured in your relationship to memory.
There is music wherever there is rhythm, as there is life wherever there beats a pulse.
I check my pulse and if I can find it, I know I've got a chance
The physician cannot prescribe by letter, he must feel the pulse.
I shift on to my side and find myself looking directly into Gale's eyes. For an instant the world recedes and there is just his flushed face, his pulse visible at his temple, his lips slightly parted as he tries to catch his breath.
My heart beats, echoes into the cold streets where nightmares and darkness begin to meet.
And so you have a life that you are living only now, now and now and now, gone before you can speak of it, and you must be thankful for living day by day, moment by moment a life in the breath and pulse and living light of the present
