Violin Sayings and Quotes

Below you will find our collection of inspirational, wise, and humorous old violin quotes, violin sayings, and violin proverbs, collected over the years from a variety of sources.

Whoever has heard the great masters of this extraordinary instrument, the violin, has heard all the sweetness of tone, the intensity of feeling, the power of expression that the most gifted sones and daughters of song counld posibly produce without additional speech. Joseph Pearce
Within a few lifetimes, makers, players, composers and collectors had taken the violin to heart as one of the great breakthroughs in the history of culture, even technology. David Schoenbaum
The violin could sing like nothing to date save the human voice. David Schoenbaum
Violins have fascinated humans ever since they began their existence in primitive forms. Katharine Rapoport
The violin's shape is so stunningly beautiful, and its tone so evocative--like a human voice, but with a magical take on the sound. Katharine Rapoport
Watching the violinists play allows us a peek into a secret world where physical ability and artistic expression meet to make beautiful music. Katharine Rapoport
The violin is hardly a one-note wonder. This instrument has lots of character. Katharine Rapoport
You don't have to be a professional musician to enjoy playing the violin. Learning to play for your own enjoyment--for the joy of making music--can be really satisfying. Katharine Rapoport
There is no known monument to the first violin teacher. But documentary evidence of formal teaching reaches back at least to the sixteenth century. David Schoenbaum
The violinist is that peculiar phenomenon distilled to a rare potency. Herb Galewitz
We are like violins. We can be used as doorstops, or we can make music. Barbara Sher
I love power. But it is as an artist that I love it. I love it as a musician loves his violin, to draw out its sounds and chords and harmonies. Napoleon Bonaparte
If we were all determined to play the first violin we should never have an ensemble. therefore, respect every musician in his proper place. Roger D. Andersen
A sandwich and a cup of coffee, and then off to violin-land, where all is sweetness and delicacy and harmony. Arthur Conan Doyle
It was battered and scared and the auctioneer thought it hardly worth his while / To waste much time on the ol' violin but he held it up with a smile Myra Brooks Welch
So many a man with life out of tune much like the ol' violin / But the Master comes and a change is brought / By the touch of the Master's Hand by the touch of the Master's Hand Myra Brooks Welch
And then wiping the dust from the ol' violin tuning the loose strings, / He played a melody as pure and sweet as the caroling angel's sing / The music stopped and the auctioneer with a voice quiet and low said/ 'Now what am I bid for the ol' violin?' he held it up with the bow / A thousand dollars, who will make it two Myra Brooks Welch
That there I was seeing, an old violin / Soon to be put away, and never played again / And just like that, it hit me / That old violin and I were just alike / We'd give our all to music / And soon, we'll give our life Johnny Paycheck
Tonight I feel like an old violin / Soon to be put away and never played again / Don't ask me why I feel like this, hell, I can't say / I only wish this feelin' would just go away Johnny Paycheck
A small cafe, Mam'selle / Our rendezvous, Mam'selle / The violins were warm and sweet / And so were you, Mam'selle / And as the night danced by Edmund Goulding
Your lovely eyes seemed to sparkle / Just like wine does / No heart ever yearned the way mine does for you / And yet I know too well / Some day you'll say goodbye / Then violins will cry / And so will I, Mam'selle Edmund Goulding
You know threes many a man with his life out of tune, / Battered and scared with sin and he's auctioned cheap, / To a thankless world much like that old violin, Myra Brooks Welch
He wiped the dust from the old violin then he tightened up the strings, / Then he played out a melody pure and sweet, sweeter than the Angels sing, / And then the music stopped and the auctioneer, / With a voice that was quiet and low he said now what am I bid, / For this old violin and he held it up with a bow. Myra Brooks Welch
Well it was battered and scared, / And the auctioneer felt it was hardly worth his while, / To waste much time on the old violin but he held it up with a smile, / Well it sure ain't much but its all we got left I guess we aught to sell it to, / Oh, now who'll start the bid on this old violin? / Just one more and we'll be through. Myra Brooks Welch
So if you wanna, then you wanna. / Everybody pays the price to feed. / And since you're howling now, you're foaming at the mouth / And since you're struck right off your feet. / I'll play red violins Brian Fallon
Your father played the violin. Not well, but passionately. He made love the same way. Maurice Richlin