Quotes Tagged With :fiddle

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....

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

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

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

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

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

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

As one old gentleman put it, " Son, I don't care if you're stark nekkid and wear a bone in your nose.....

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