Music is enough for a lifetime - but a lifetime is not enough for music.— Sergei Rachmaninoff
Jittery Piano Keys quotations
Life's piano can only produce melodies of brotherhood (and sisterhood) when it is recognized that the black keys are as basic, necessary and beautiful as the white keys.
Touch me ‘til my ribs become piano keys, ‘til there is sheet music scrolled across the inside of my lungs.
The piano keys are black and white but they sound like a million colors in your mind.
I hope to refine music, study it, try to find some area that I can unlock.
I don't quite know how to explain it but it's there. These can't be the only notes in the world, there's got to be other notes some place, in some dimension, between the cracks on the piano keys.
I sat down at the piano and my hands began to browse over the keys.
Thensomething happened. I felt as though I could reach out and touch God. I foundmyself playing a melody, one I'd never heard or played before, and words came intomy head - they just seemed to fall into place.
The whole work of man really seems to consist in nothing but proving to himself every minute that he is a man and not a piano key.
Outlaws, like lovers, poets, and tubercular composers who cough blood onto piano keys, do their finest work in the slippery rays of the moon.
Slap some keys on her and we'll have a piano.
The public is like a piano. You just have to know what keys to poke.
In general, therefore, color is a means of exerting a direct influence upon the soul. Color is the keyboard. The eye is the hammer. The soul is the piano with its many strings. The artist is the hand that purposefully sets the soul vibrating by means of this or that key.
Piano playing is more difficult than statesmanship.
It is harder to awake emotions in ivory keys than it is in human beings.
I've never been in love. I've dreamt of it day and night, but my heart is like a fine piano no one can play because the key is lost.
In piano, if you try to force hitting this key and that key, it's very broken.
It's not pretty. When you're in archery, you can't try to force it step-by-step-by-step. Then the shot doesn't flow and it's not a good shot. If you just let the performance flow, it's really beautiful.
My favorite sound is definitely mules.
If it was an instrument, it's really pingthe touch of the black keys of the piano.
The piano has eighty-eight keys, and you have to be able to play all of them.
And the range of white to black is analogous to the eighty-eight keys and you have to be able to play all eighty-eight keys in that palette from white to black.
PIANO, n. A parlor utensil for subduing the impenitent visitor. It is operated by depressing the keys of the machine and the spirits of the audience.
I can't read or write music. When I want to remember something, I try to remember all the keys on the piano. Which is what I still do. I put the numbers on the keys. And that's got to become music again.
When I had nothing else, I had my mother and the piano. And you know what? They were all I needed.
Our own Sleeping Beauty. Who finally kissed you awake?
A piano is a machine, but you've got ivory and there's weight behind the keys and you have this really - you feel the resonance in the instrument, you feel the vibration in the pedal. I mean, these a still very crude.
The piano by its black and white keys always attracted me, my father showed me how to use... and slowly I got into playing.
The elephant smoked too much.(explaining why the keys of his piano were so yellow)
Touch me 'til my ribs become piano keys.
One's own free unfettered choice, one's own caprice-however wild it may be, one's own fancy worked up at times to frenzy-is that very "most advantageous advantage" which we have overlooked, which comes under no classification and against which all systems and theories are continually being shattered to atoms... [an]will attain his object-that is, convince himself he is a man and not a piano-key!
I remember when I finally figured out how simple one aspect of singing was, and I looked at my voice teacher and I said, is that all it is? And he put his head on the piano keys, and he said, why do I do this to myself?
The study of how substances alter gene expression is part of the field of epigenetics. Some chemical exposures appear to turn on and turn off genes in ways that disregulate cell growth and predispose for cancer. From this perspective, our genes are less the command-and-control masters of our cells and more like the keys of piano, with the environment as the hands of the pianist.
very bright teeth as big and orderly as piano keys.
And yet we constantly reclaim some part of that primal spontaneity through the youngest among us, not only through their sorrow and anger but simply through everyday discoveries, life unwrapped. To see a child touch the piano keys for the first time, to watch a small body slice through the surface of the water in a clean dive, is to experience the shock, not of the new, but of the familiar revisited as though it were strange and wonderful.
I always liked major-key music quite a bit, and that might have something to do with so many of the musical experiences of my childhood being based around the piano. On piano, it is very easy to move between major and minor and to really see how it looks and to feel how it sounds.
You may think you don't have talents, but that is a false assumption, for we all have talents and gifts, every one of us. The bounds of creativity extend far beyond the limits of a canvas or a sheet of paper and do not require a brush, a pen, or the keys of a piano. Creation means bringing into existence something that did not exist before-colorful gardens, harmonious homes, family memories, flowing laughter.
I used to play the piano when I was younger, and I loved Alicia Keys.
I wanted to be Alicia Keys; she was such an idol to me.
Life is a refining process. Our response to it determines whether we'll be ground down or polished up. On a piano, one person sits down and plays sonatas, while another merely bangs away at "Chopsticks." The piano is not responsible. It's how you touch the keys that makes the difference. It's how you play what life gives you that determines your joy and shine.
For the first month of school, writing is its own upper.
Pounding on my computer keys feels like playing the piano, like arranging words into harmony that sings back to me.
Piano keys jangled as he got to his feet.
"Our own Sleeping Beauty. Who finally kissed you awake?" "Nobody. I woke up on my own." "Was there anyone with you?