Top Piano Quotes

There is a stillness between us, a period of restlessness that ties my stomach

Call me crazy, but there is something terribly wrong with this city.

Piano Definition

(a. & adv.) Soft; -- a direction to the performer to execute a certain passage softly, and with diminished volume of tone. (Abbrev. p.)

(a.) Alt. of Pianoforte

Do we not each dream of dreams? Do we not dance on the notes of lost

She leaves my side and heads deeper into

All is as if the world did cease to exist. The city's monuments go unseen, its past unheard, and its culture slowly fading in the dismal sea.

I rouse Emily to our guests, as she finishes off our fifteenth snowman by setting the head atop its torso. She stands limp at my direction, pointing out the coming shadows and I cannot help but hear a...

I steal one glance over my shoulder as soon as we are far from the foreboding luminance of the neon glow, and it is there that my stomach leaps into my throat. Squatting just shy of the light and part...

Do we not each dream of dreams? Do we not dance on the notes of lostmemories? Then are we not each dreamers of tomorrow and yesterday, since dreamsplay when time is askew? Are we not all adrift in the...

Richard had sold Gillian's piano. He'd offered to ship it out to California, but neither Jess nor Emily played. Emily had quit her lessons at Streets of Laredo and Jess only got as far as The Teddy Be...

History doesn’t start with a tall building

That’s a stupid name! Whirly-gig is much better, I think. Who in their rightmind would point at this thing and say, ‘I’m going to fly in my Model-A1’.

(Referring to the piano's natural shape) Isn't it a shame when those big fat opera singers lean against the pianos and bend them?

Did Bach ever eatpancakes at midnight?

Liberace was certainly master and commander of the ivories ~ he is the only pianist I can watch or listen to without suffering a case of 'Stagefright Sympathy Sickness'.

The piano ain't got no wrong notes.

Everybody told me this 'girl on the piano' thing was never going to work.

If life was a piano light and darkness would be the keys. And shadows would be the melody that creates the harmony.

Play always as if in the presence of a master.

He considered for a moment, then started to play a piece that was very familiar to Ruth, although she had no idea what it was. It was lilting and wistful, and she could have sung the melody if she had...

When you play, never mind who listens to you.