Quotes Tagged With :fiddle

She chased the song like a hound fast upon a scent. She pursued it through a forest primeval: a dark....

And then she caught the song. She fell upon it and music poured from the fiddle’s hollow, bright and....

Her fingers flew, her fiddle was an entire orchestra, and every note beautifully brought into being struck....

Put some fiddle in the middle, it'll make it better. Warm your heart like an old love letter. Make you....

It throbbed and pulsed, channeled by elemental forces of fear, love, hope, and sadness. The bow stabbed....

I skipped between the dancers, twirling my skirts. The seated, masked musicians didn’t look up at me....

Turn it beautiful. His words came faintly at first, but they came again and again, always softly, always....

And I never started to plow in my lifeThat some one did not stop in the roadAnd take me away to a dance....

Then she took up the bow and began to play. The tone was warm and deep, storied with layers of age.

She closed her eyes and began to weave a song. She abandoned the familiar melodies she’d played so....