The first piano was invented in the early 18th century. Over the course of the last 300 years, very few improvements have been made to the original piano. This beautiful instrument is celebrated in both the following piano slogans and quotes.
A woman sings at the piano, and the poet is carried back to his childhood.
As for the piano, the faster her fingers flew over it, the more he marveled. She struck the keys with aplomb and ran from one end of the keyboard to the other without a stop.
At the end of the day, who I really and truly am is a little girl who loved to play the piano.
Color is the keyboard, the eyes are the harmonies, the soul is the piano with many strings. The artist is the hand that plays, touching one key or another, to cause vibrations in the soul.
Every day a piano doesn’t fall on my head is good luck.
Everybody told me this ‘girl on the piano’ thing was never going to work.
Grammar is a piano I play by ear. All I know about grammar is its power.
here’s nothing remarkable about it. All one has to do is hit the right keys at the right time and the instrument plays itself.
I always loved the piano because it’s just a bunch of buttons. I like to push buttons.
I believe in using the entire piano as a single instrument capable of expressing every possible musical idea.
I often think in music. I live my daydreams in music. I see my life in terms of music.
I tell my piano the things I used to tell you.
I wish the government would put a tax on pianos for the incompetent.
I’ll probably paint on this piano after I compose, for that will inspire me to make more awesome works.
I’m able to sometimes express things even more articulately on the piano than I am with singing.
I’m an interpreter of stories. When I perform it’s like sitting down at my piano and telling fairy tales.
If life was a piano light and darkness would be the keys. And shadows would be the melody that creates the harmony.
I’m an interpreter of stories. When I perform it’s like sitting down at my piano and telling fairy stories.
I’ve always been involved in music. Whether it be taking piano lessons or something, I always have.
Just like the most beautiful symphonies my words are my piano keys.
Lectures should go from being like the family singing around the piano to high-quality concerts.
Life is like a piano. What you get out of it depends on how you play it.
Listening to him play was like discovering an eagle in the wild. It was tumblingly bewitching. She could feel and hear genius she knew it.
Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination and life to everything.
Music is a world within itself, with a language we all understand.
One of my biggest thrills for me still is sitting down with a guitar or a piano and just out of nowhere trying to make a song happen.
PIANO, n. A parlor utensil for subduing the impenitent visitor. It is operated by pressing the keys of the machine and the spirits of the audience.
Pianos, unlike people, sing when you give them your every growl. They know how to dive into the pit of your stomach and harmonize with your roars when you’ve split yourself open. And when they see you, guts shining, brain pulsing, heart right there exposed in a rhythm that beats need need, need need, need need, pianos do not run. And so she plays.
Play always as if in the presence of a master.
Sometimes I can only groan, and suffer, and pour out my despair at the piano.
The best players are on the bench.
The important thing is to feel your music, really feel it and believe it.
The notes I handle no better than many pianists. But the pauses between the notes – ah, that is where the art resides.
The piano ain’t got no wrong notes.
The piano as a medium for expression is a whole world by itself. No other instrument can fill or replace its own say in the world of emotion, sentiment, poetry, imagery and fancy.
The piano is a monster that screams when you touch its teeth.
The piano is able to communicate the subtlest universal truths by means of wood, metal and vibrating air.
The public is like a piano. You just have to know what keys to poke.
The slower you go, the faster you’ll get there.
There are eighty-eight keys on a piano and within that, an entire universe.
There are two places where I can completely relax: in nature and by the piano.
There is an inanimate object which has a capacity to exasperate which no human being will ever attain: a piano.
There is such longing in me for music. A closed piano is my biggest nightmare.
We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of dreams.
What has keys but can’t listen to the beauty it unlocks? A piano.
When I am back home, I have an upright piano and I play constantly.
When I had nothing else, I had my mother and the piano. And you know what? They were all I needed.
When she started to play, Steinway came down personally and rubbed his name off the piano.
When you play, never mind who listens to you.
Without a piano I don’t know how to stand, don’t know what to do with my hands.
You only need to practice on the days that you eat.
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