Quote by Bill Cosby
Nothing separates the generations more than music. By the time a c

Nothing separates the generations more than music. By the time a child is eight or nine, he has developed a passion for his own music that is even stronger than his passions for procrastination and weird clothes. – Bill Cosby

Other quotes by Bill Cosby

The heart of marriage is memories and if the two of you happen to have the same ones and can savor your reruns, then your marriage is a gift from the gods. – Bill Cosby

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Anniversary
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I guess the real reason that my wife and I had children is the same reason that Napoleon had for invading Russia: it seemed like a good idea at the time. – Bill Cosby

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Let us now set forth one of the fundamental truths about marriage: the wife is in charge. – Bill Cosby

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When you actually like each other, it translates to the music. – Billy Corgan

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Music

In the course of transferring all my CDs to my iPod, I have found myself wandering the musical hallways of my past and reacquainting myself with music I havent listened to in years. – Susan Orlean

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Music

I think the drummer should sit back there and play some drums, and never mind about the tunes. Just get up there and wail behind whoever is sitting up there playing the solo. And this is what is lacking, definitely lacking in music today. – Buddy Rich

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Music

Im very inspired by past music. – Adam Lambert

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