quote by Fernando Pessoa

My soul is a hidden orchestra; I know not what instruments, what fiddlestrings and harps, drums and tamboura I sound and clash inside myself. All I hear is the symphony.

— Fernando Pessoa

Most Powerful Harps quotations

I don't harp on the negative because if you do, then there's no progression.

There's no forward movement. You got to always look on the bright side of things, and we are in control. Like, you have control over the choices you make.

And the wind plays on those great sonorous harps, the shrouds and masts of ships.

I will point ye out the right path of a virtuous and noble Education;

laborious indeed at first ascent, but else so smooth, so green, so full of goodly prospect, and melodious sounds on every side, that the harp of Orpheus was not more charming.

I have been in Sorrow's kitchen and licked out all the pots.

Then I have stood on the peaky mountain wrapped in rainbows, with a harp and sword in my hands.

The actor should not play a part. Like the Aeolian harps that used to be hung in the trees to be played only by the breeze, the actor should be an instrument played upon by the character he depicts.

Harpists spend 90 percent of their lives tuning their harps and 10 percent playing out of tune.

Nature is an aeolian harp, a musical instrument whose tones are the re-echo of higher strings within us.

I never learned how to tune a harp, or play upon a lute;

but I know how to raise a small and obscure city to glory and greatness...whereto all kindreds of the earth will pilgrim.

They criticize me for harping on the obvious;

if all the folks in the United States would do the few simple things they know they ought to do, most of our big problems would take care of themselves.

We all share in the same cosmic rhythm.

.. For all natural laws are like the rhythm of the strings of the harp.

Each string of a wind harp responds with a different note to the same breeze.

What activity makes you personally resonate most strongly, most deeply?

I've played everything but a harp.

I can pass days Stretch'd in the shade of those old cedar trees, Watching the sunshine like a blessing fall,-- The breeze like music wandering o'er the boughs, Each tree a natural harp,--each different leaf A different note, blent in one vast thanksgiving.

Life is like the harp string, if it is strung too tight it won't play, if it is too loose it hangs, the tension that produces the beautiful sound lies in the middle.

The home was a school. Farm and cabin households, though bookless save for the Family Bible and The Sacred Harp, taught the girls to spin, weave, quilt, cook, sew, and mind their manners; the boys to wield gun, ax, hammer and saw, to ride, plow, sow and reap, and to be men. Nobody need ever be bored. Amusement did not have to be bought.

Those who have virtue always in their mouths, and neglect it in practice, are like a harp, which emits a sound pleasing to others, while itself is insensible of the music.

The whole world is burdened with young fogies.

Old men with ossified minds are easily dealt with. But men who look young, act young, and everlastingly harp on the fact they are young, but who nevertheless think and act with a degree of caution which would be excessive in their grandfathers, are the curses of the world.

Kindness is the music of Good Will to men, and on this harp the smallest fingers may play heaven's sweetest tunes on earth.

Hope works in these ways: it looks for the good in people instead of harping on the worst; it discovers what can be done instead of grumbling about what cannot; it regards problems, large or small, as opportunities; it pushes ahead when it would be easy to quit; it lights the candle instead of cursing the darkness.

My pen is my harp and my lyre; my library is my garden and my orchard.

Me and my harp was a love affair from way back.

The living thing is not the clay molded by the potter, nor the harp played upon by the musician. It is the clay modeling itself.

In winter, when the dismal rain Comes down in slanting lines, And Wind, that grand old harper, smote His thunder-harp of pines.

At Bloomington, Indiana, I was invited to listen to music written in quarter tones for four harps and voices. I had to go out to be sick.

Soft as Memnon's harp at morning, To the inward ear devout, Touched by light, with heavenly warning Your transporting chords ring out. Every leaf in every nook, Every wave in every brook, Chanting with a solemn voice Minds us of our better choice.

Each class preaches the importance of those virtues it need not exercise.

The rich harp on the value of thrift, the idle grow eloquent over the dignity of labor.

Whatever Juice this sky will pour this gaping parched old throat will drain;

What time the Harper harps I'll dance: 'tis He, not I, who shall complain. Meal may be scarce and cakes be burnt, yet I weep not nor even scold: The sun is food enough for me, 't is large, and has not yet grown cold.

Time has laid his hand Upon my heart, gently, not smiting it, But as a harper lays his open palm Upon his harp, to deaden its vibrations.

We tend to harp on little things, or worry about something, when, really, it's just not that important. If you have a roof over your head, and you're healthy, and your family is healthy, that's all that matters. Don't let the little things get you down.

The willow tree plays the water like a harp.

Your body is the harp of the soul.

He liked to think that Heaven was what each person wanted it to be.

He could see no future in lying around on a fluffy white cloud and listening to somebody playing on a harp, a picture of Heaven he had seen numerous times in one form or another. Even if it was that way, his personal preference would have run more to the fiddle.

I am a believer in angels, though not the picture-book kind with wings and harps. Such angelic accoutrements seem as nonsensical to me as devils sporting horns and carrying pitchforks. To me, angel wings are merely symbolic of their role as divine messengers.

Every hidden cell is throbbing with music and life, every fiber thrilling like harp strings.