Keys Quote by Andrea Gibson Download Open image “Touch me 'til my ribs become piano keys.” — Andrea Gibson ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.2 out of 5 (4 ratings) Copy quoteShare Keys Piano Piano keys Ribs Touch me
Touch me ‘til my ribs become piano keys, ‘til there is sheet music scrolled across the inside of my lungs. — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
I remember there was a little organ which I'd tap my fingers on all the time. My interest in the instrument was so obvious,… — Yael Naim Copy Share Image
Mother, being a pianist, told me how to play with my fingers on the piano. — Cecil Taylor Copy Share Image
Fingers don't have much to do with playing the piano. The idea that they do must be unlearned. — Glenn Gould Copy Share Image
I wanted to play the piano, but my fingers weren't long enough, so I took up the guitar. — Antje Traue Copy Share Image
The piano may do for love-sick girls who lace themselves to skeletons, and lunch on chalk, pickles and slate pencils, but give me the… — Mark Twain Copy Share Image
What Gods do you believe in? I'll build you a temple of mirrors so you can see them. — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
Your ignorance keeps dismembering every piece of patience I have left. — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
If you were to press your heart close up against somebody else’s heart eventually your hearts will start beating at the same time. And… — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
Yesterday i carved your name into the surface of an ice cube then held it against my chest til it melted into my aching… — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
Forests may be gorgeous but there is nothing more alive than a tree that learns how to grow in a cemetery. — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
“Our hearts beat so loud the neighbours think we’re fucking when I’m just trying to find the nerve to touch your face.” — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
Hey, are you a boy or a — never mind, can I have a push on the swing?” And some day, y’all, when we… — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
Last night I saw your ghost pedalling a bicycle with a basket towards a moon as full as my heavy head and I wanted… — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
“I am living today as someone I had not yet become yesterday And tonight I'll only borrow pieces of who I am today To… — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
If you’re handing out flashlights in the dark, start handing out stars. — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
“And if there’s one thing in this world I’ve ever known for sure, it’s that this girl is gonna crush me like a small… — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
It took me 20 years to buy an electric typewriter, because I was afraid it would be too sensitive. I like to bang the… — Elmore Leonard Copy Share Image
I have heard that if you pull a bent breath through the second hole of a harmonica tuned to the key of Georgia while… — Buddy Wakefield Copy Share Image
When I was playing piano, it was like, 'I'm going to write a song using all the white keys.' My music director, who knew… — John Tesh Copy Share Image
At the end of the day, the key to happiness is taking ultimate responsibility for your reactions to all of your experiences - the… — Yehuda Berg Copy Share Image
Closing his eyes, he sent up a prayer to anyone who was listening, asking please, for God's sake, stop sending him signals that they… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
Your head's like mine, like all our heads; big enough to contain every god and devil there ever was. Big enough to hold the… — Grant Morrison Copy Share Image
In the off-season you like to take a little time for yourself, but I'd like to say that people say I live in the… — Justin Cole Copy Share Image
the path of goodness had a name it is called Love in it we find the key to every hope and has it's root… — Pope John Paul II Copy Share Image
Somebody's going to hear a song that will key in a nerve or something in their experience that represents their own vision. And the… — Van Morrison Copy Share Image
It is almost impossible to overestimate the value of true humility and its power in the spiritual life. For the beginning of humility is… — Thomas Merton Copy Share Image
As for the piano, the faster her fingers flew over it, the more he marveled. She struck the keys with aplomb and ran from… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
