#string

I owe very, very much to Mozart; and if one studies, for instance, the way in which I write for string quartet, then one cannot deny that I have learned this directly from Mozart. And I am proud of it! ↗

— Arnold Schoenberg

#cannot #deny #directly #i #i am

The bottom string is tuned to an open G. ↗

— Jules Shear

#open #string #tuned

How could a New Yorker possibly take something called the Hollywood String Quartet seriously? ↗

— Leonard Slatkin

#could #hollywood #how #new #new yorker

We live in a dancing matrix of viruses; they dart, rather like bees, from organism to organism, from plant to insect to mammal to me and back again, and into the sea, tugging along pieces of this genome, strings of genes from that, transplanting grafts of DNA, passing around heredity as though at a great party. ↗

— Lewis Thomas

#along #around #back #bees #dancing

You know how when someone is tall, people will compare them to a string bean? She, my friend, was like asparagus, but without the subsequent odor. ↗

— Tom Alford

#funny #humor #string-bean #tall #funny

She cleared her throat and asked, “Do you have a preference?” Christ, was she insane? “I’d love to feel at least one part of you without latex between us. ↗

— Aline Hunter

#diane #no-strings #zeke #love

That's the only way to do it. Just like an actor. You can get a great performance if you do a bunch of takes and edit it. You find the moments and string them together. ↗

— Lindsey Buckingham

#bunch #edit #find #get #great

I like to think about stringing songs together like a string of pearls, or a string of beads, but ultimately it has to be stuff that really works with the band, and gives a spin to the older material. ↗

— Emmylou Harris

#band #beads #gives #i #like

Nobody heard records of you playing whatever the melody was on those low strings. It worked out good, you know, about 25 or 26 million records later. I guess it worked out alright. ↗

— Lee Hazlewood

#alright #good #guess #heard #i

The human race is intoxicated with narrow victories, for life is a string of them like pearls that hit the floor when the rope breaks, and roll away in perfection and anarchy. ↗

— Mark Helprin

#away #breaks #floor #hit #human