“ Violinists wear the imprint on their necks with prideFor they are the players of harmony.Pilgrims, too, wear the imprint on their foreheads with prideFor they are the conductors of unity.And Lovers? W… Kamand Kojouri
“ The statue was of a nude woman playing a slide trombone. It was entitles, enigmatically, Evelyn and Her Magic Violin. Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
“ For me,you are fresh waterthat falls from treeswhen it has stopped raining. For me, you are cinnamon that lingers on the tongue and givesbitter wordssweetening.For me, you are the scent of violins and… Kamand Kojouri
“ The true mission of the violin is to imitate the accents of the human voice, a noble mission that has earned for the violin the glory of being called the king of instruments Charles-Auguste de Beriot
“ Life's like the piano and the violin, it's about how smart you could play the melodies to make a good harmony. Lucy 'Aisy
“ I made the valuable discovery that practicing wasn't a matter of time at all. It was a matter of intensity. Five minutes spent working consciously and hard at the elimination of an error, was worth fi… Leonard Wibberley
“ Life' wrote a friend of mine, 'is a public performance on the violin, in which you must learn the instrument as you go along. E.M. Forster
“ Life is like playing a violin solo in public and learning the instrument as one goes on. Samuel Butler
“ There is nothing more to be said or to be done tonight, so hand me over my violin and let us try to forget for half an hour the miserable weather and the still more miserable ways of our fellowmen. Arthur Conan Doyle
“ Just as we can play beautiful music only when the strings on the violin are in proper tension, so we can grow only when we are stretched from what we are to what we can be. There is no growth without… J. Grant Howard
“ He’d walked as a ghost in the gloomy bowels of this opera house for so long, darkness had become his brother, which was fitting, since his father was the night, and sunlight their forgotten friend. A.G. Howard
“ The moment you tell someone else is the moment you become a whiner and the world’s smallest violin starts to play. The truth is, we all have problems. J.A. Redmerski
“ When they had hurried to the train station with their violin cases, they had drawn almost as many stares as they would on any normal day when their hair was to their knees and sheeting behind them lik… Laini Taylor
“ That day and night, the bleeding and the screaming, had knocked something askew for Esme, like a picture swinging crooked on a wall. She loved the life she lived with her mother. It was beautiful. It… Laini Taylor
