Quotes About Strings

I'm a firm believer that lighting affects mood, and twinkly lights on strings bring something magical to occasions ranging from concerts to weddings, though I'm fond of using them as year-round home decor. There's a reason why they're sometimes called fairy lights. When the night is right, there aren't any strings at all.

He did not know what to say in the face of such sorrow. He sat in silence by his sister's side in the spring verdure, which was too young; and the hidden strings in his breast began to quiver; and to sound. This was the first time that he had ever looked into the labyrinth of the human soul.

But the lover's power is the poet's power. He can make love from all the common strings with which this world is strung.

Then slowly, as his erratic shape approached the next guttering aura he would begin by degrees to become a silhouette, until immediately before the candle he would for a moment appear like an inky scarecrow, a mantis of pitch-black cardboard worked with strings.

But unspoken family rules are like phantom puppeteers, pulling invisible strings and demanding blind obedience. They are unseen, covert rules that exist below the level of awareness

I was curious about experimenting with different colors - kind of like having an expanded orchestra. Suddenly, instead of just writing for strings, you can add bassoon and oboe and brass. I like these extreme differences in sounds right next to each other.

I write almost all my songs on an acoustic guitar, even if they turn into rock songs, hard rock songs, metal songs, heavy metal songs, really heavy songs... I love writing on an acoustic because I can hear what every string is doing; the vibrations haven't been combined in a collision of distortion or effects yet.

I don't care how inventive you are; once you introduce strings into the ensemble for a horror film, you're entering into a world where a tradition has been thoroughly established. So it's repeated use over the years is like, 'Oh God, another film with strings, another spooky movie with strings.'

ELIXIR Strings are bright and so sturdy. I'm absolutely in love with them.

Nylon string is still a new love and I'm not tired of it yet.

Lay down the song you strum, And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings No voice can hope to hum.

Love is like a violin. The music may stop now and then, but the strings remain forever.

I consider the electric guitar to be like a drum with strings. It became the drum of the Baby Boom generation. And the drum has always been the center of the tribe, a new electronic tribe.

In the darkness of night when universe sleepsYou come and play with my stringsNo one can see or feel it but I doYou are my love.

For the ten-dimensional universe, however, there are apparemtly millions of ways in which to curl up. To calculate which state the ten-dimensional universe prefers, we need to solve the field theory of strings using the theory of phase transitions, the most difficult problem in quantum theory.

Aquí, estamos reorganizando las partículas de nuestras ecuaciones de manera que los fermiones se intercambian por bosones, y viceversa. Esto se convierte en el punto central de la teoría de cuerdas, así que todas las partículas del universo se pueden sustituir unas por otras.

This means that subatomic particles are just like musical notes. The universe is a symphony of strings, physics represents the harmonies of these notes, and the "mind of God" that Einstein chased after for so many decades is cosmic music resonating through hyperspace.

The universe is a symphony of strings. And the Mind of God, which Einstein wrote eloquently about, is cosmic music resonating throughout hyperspace.

If free will is an illusion, and if time travel to the past is possible, then your inability to prevent your parents from meeting poses no puzzle. Although you feel as if you have control over your actions, the laws of physics are really pulling the strings.

If string theory is right, the microscopic fabric of our universe is a richly intertwined multidimensional labyrinth within which the strings of the universe endlessly twist and vibrate, rhythmically beating out the laws of the cosmos.

You ever get the feeling your life is a string festooned with bells and tie4d to hundreds of others you don't know anything about? And that sometimes somebody pulls their string, and your bells ring? Gary looked at me a long moment before rather gently saying, Yes and no, darlin'. We all get that feeling from time to time. Difference is, with you, it could be real.

For thousands of years humans were oppressed - as some of us still are - by the notion that the universe is a marionette whose strings are pulled by a god or gods, unseen and inscrutable.

While I am absorbed by fiction, I pull the strings like a puppeteer; I make things happen. It's a passion and a lifelong obsession.

Marionettes dance afield beneath masterly hands – I stumble among them crossed by the strings in tangled two-step and curse all these fools in their mad pirouette –