#string

I always use the same guitar; I got this guitar years and years ago for nine pounds. It's still got the same strings on it. ↗

— Brian Eno

#always #got #guitar #i #i always

Such Roots as are soft, your best way is to dry in the Sun, or else hang them up in the Chimney corner upon a string; as for such as are hard you may dry them any where. ↗

— Nicholas Culpeper

#best #best way #chimney #corner #dry

I stuck with that size because I could bend the strings so well, and somewhere along the line I must have gotten it into my mind that I had small hands, so I was thinking I'd never be able to play a full-scale guitar, but I also felt like I was cheating or cutting corners. ↗

— John Fogerty

#along #also #because #bend #cheating

All gods are homemade, and it is we who pull their strings, and so, give them the power to pull ours. ↗

— Aldous Huxley

#gods #homemade #ours #power #pull

I grew up in a school that had a big music program, and it was incredible. It's what I looked forward to during the day. I had chorus, strings, band. ↗

— Alison Krauss

#big #chorus #day #during #forward

You know, for most of its life bluegrass has had this stigma of being all straw hats and hay bales and not necessarily the most sophisticated form of music. Yet you can't help responding to its honesty. It's music that finds its way deep into your soul because it's strings vibrating against wood and nothing else. ↗

— Alison Krauss

#because #being #bluegrass #deep #else

When I was a kid and I bought a record, I ripped that thing open, I wanted to know who was playing what, what studio it was cut at, who was the string arranger, who was the engineer. ↗

— Lenny Kravitz

#bought #cut #engineer #i #kid

In essence, String Theory describes space and time, matter and energy, gravity and light, indeed all of God's creation... as music. ↗

— Roy H. Williams

#describes #energy #essence #god #gravity

As of now, string theorists have no explanation of why there are three large dimensions as well as time, and the other dimensions are microscopic. Proposals about that have been all over the map. ↗

— Edward Witten

#been #dimensions #explanation #large #map

You love Robert, not me. You don’t love Lord Stuffy, so I tried to be like Robert.” The sweet idiot! She felt like weeping again. She began to protest, but he cut her off. “I don’t drink and I don’t gamble and I don’t have a mistress. I’m dull. You told me so, the first time we met. So I tried to change.” He frowned. “Not the mistress. I’ll never do that.” “Good,” she whispered. “I’m trying to be like Robert, but I’m no good at it. I drank wine. And brandy, lots of it. I didn’t like it and it made me sick. I played hazard and I lost.” He looked momentarily cheerful and her heart sank. “But I didn’t like that either. If I was a real man like Mr. Fox, or Robert, I’d have lost thousands.” The sadder he looked, the more her heart ached, a happy ache. “I failed you, Caro. I’m sorry, but I’m afraid I’ll always be Lord Stuffy,” he said, and closed his tortured, bloodshot eyes. ↗

— Miranda Neville

#romance #second-love #change