Guitar Quotes

“You couldn't not like someone who liked the guitar.”
― Stephen King, The Stand

“This machine kills fascists.”
― Woody Guthrie

“Reese sucked in a breath and played faster, hurling the anger through his fingers until it spun all his
fear, all his rage, into the gentle voice of music.”
― Willowy Whisper, This Hostile Land

“The history of music is mortal, but the idiocy of the guitar is eternal.”
― Milan Kundera, The Book of Laughter and Forgetting

“That's the beautiful thing about innocence; even monsters have a pocketful of childhood memories with which to seek comfort with.”
― Dave Matthes, Sleepeth Not, the Bastard

“The guitar is a miniature orchestra in itself.”
― Ludwig van Beethoven

“The string slices into the skin of his fingers and no matter how tough the calluses, it tears.

But this beat is fast and even though his joints are aching, his arm's out of control like it has a mind of its own and the sweat tat drenches his hair and face seems to smother him, but nothing's going to stop Tom. He;s aiming for oblivion.”
― Melina Marchetta, The Piper's Son

“Fame is not so impossible for people with charisma, passion and talent. Being famous just means you have fans, and even one or two is enough to make you someone special. Ask a music fan who the best guitarist of all time is, and while one group insists that it was Jimmi Hendrix, another group swears that it was Eddie Van Halen instead. There will never be a time when everyone on this planet agrees on something like that, but luckily that's not important. All that matters is that both sides remain loyal, which they will assuming you continue to be who you are and do your thing. This is all that you need to be immortalized.”
― Ashly Lorenzana

“Music shouldn't be just a tune, it should be a touch.”
― Amit Kalantri, Wealth of Words

“Things began to go wrong when I was seventeen. My band’s twenty-year-old lead guitarist earned seven years in jail for a drug-fuelled spree of violence. The other band members were quick to let go of their musical dreams, but I never did. They did the ‘mature’ thing: after writing off the band as a teenage fantasy, they got real jobs and made some money. They called it growing up. I called it giving up.”
― Mark Rice, Metallic Dreams

“Brian came in heavy at that moment on his guitar, the rapid, high-pitched squeal ranging back and forth as his fingers flew along the frets. As the intro's tempo grew more rapid, Bekka heard Derek's subtle bass line as it worked its way in. After another few seconds Will came in, slow at first, but racing along to match the others' pace. When their combined efforts seemed unable to get any heavier, David jumped into the mix.

As the sound got nice and heavy, Bekka began to rock back-and-forth onstage. In front of her, hundreds of metal-lovers began to jump and gyrate to their music. She matched their movements for a moment, enjoying the connection that was being made, before stepping over to the keyboard that had been set up behind her. Sliding her microphone into an attached cradle, she assumed her position and got ready. Right on cue, all the others stopped playing, throwing the auditorium into an abrupt silence. Before the crowd could react, however, Bekka's fingers began to work the keys, issuing a rhythm that was much softer and slower than what had been built up. The audience's violent thrash-dance calmed at that moment and they began to sway in response.

Bekka smiled to herself.

This is what she lived for.”
― Nathan Squiers, Death Metal

“What's the difference between a classical guitar and a pizza? A pizza can feed a family of four.”
― Faye Kellerman, Hangman

“Billy Rankin is a true Glasgow rock legend. He has everything going for him: he's a brilliant guitarist, he writes killer songs, he's worked with the best, toured the world and he is one handsome-looking chap. I know all of this because Billy told me.”
― Robert Fields, Minstrels, Poets and Vagabonds: A History of Rock Music in Glasgow

“None of it mattered, because there was music.”
― Erin Entrada Kelly, Blackbird Fly

“Ducks are a lot like lightning, I thought to myself as I played my electric guitar. Or was it a harp? I get those two farm tools mixed up.”
― Jarod Kintz, BearPaw Duck And Meme Farm presents: Two Ducks Brawling Is A Pre-Pillow Fight

“The strings on a guitar are like fishing lines, and I strum them out at sea. Each string has a distinct sound and flavor, but the most popular with the sharks is Leftover Meatloaf, which sounds like Color Me Badd’s 1991 song “I Wanna Sex You Up.”
― Jarod Kintz, There are Two Typos of People in This World: Those Who Can Edit and Those Who Can't

“Sé una cuerda para mi guitarra, agua. Los conquistadores han llegado
y los antiguos conquistadores han pasado. Es difícil que recuerde mi cara
en los espejos. Sé mi memoria y veré lo que he perdido.

كُنْ لِجيتارَتي وَتَراً أَيُّها ٱلْماءُ؛ قَدْ وَصَلَ ٱلْفاتِحُون
وَمَضى ٱلْفاتِحونَ ٱلْقُدَامَى. مِنَ ٱلصَّعْبِ أَنْ أَتَذَكَّرَ وَجْهِي
...في ٱلْمَرَايَا. فَكُنْ أَنْتَ ذَاكِرَتِي كَيْ أَرى ما فَقَدْت”
― Mahmoud Darwish, أحد عشر كوكبا

“She is a rose filled guitar sitting by the ocean. Both a cat’s ‘purr’ along with the ‘hiss’. And lastly, a love poem carved into an old birch tree.”
― J.B. English, Fireflies

“The cat hair floated in the air like a sound vibration, and I plucked it like a guitar string. Sometimes I can be so musical I’m like a living love song.”
― Jarod Kintz, 94,000 Wasps in a Trench Coat

“I don't know how to play these guitar
strings
But I know how to play these heart stings,
Play until my fingers bleed
Doctors tell me the incision should only
sting
But even with only a memory
I feel compelled to scream”
― Nuclear Circus, 94,000 Wasps in a Trench Coat

“I unbuckled my case and slid my guitar out. It felt alive in my hands and I couldn't wait for it to sing. With my guitar, I could write my own stories, my own poems, and my own destiny. No one could take away the feelings, the emotions or the truth of my notes. They could hide secrets and provoke images of words that never should be whispered. I could compose the melody of my aching heart and write into it my own happily ever after since no one seemed to think after all my suffering I deserved one. That's okay, I would make my own. My own story where the two distinct beautiful harmonies could merge as one and the sounds of it would...let you see a glimpse of heaven. I tossed my case against the wall with my coat and sat down crossed legged on the floor and tuned up.”
― Christine Zolendz, Saving Grace

“light stills dust
into the steel
guitar strings”
― Bremer Acosta

“I love this old Gibson.” He plucks a few notes before ducking out from under the leather strap. “It’s what kept me sane during those times in life when the waters were rising faster than I could bail.”
― Lori Nelson Spielman, The Life List

“Let's talk now about practice and process. You practice technique to get your fingers where you want them to go. You practice theory to understand where they can go and why.

You play live and write songs. You practice that to bring the theory and the technique and create art with it. And you seek inspiration to make that art something that's meaningful to you and you can communicate to others.”
― Tom Morello

“That's because the guitar is speaking to you, bringing your senses alive. Music is an age-old language. It speaks to everyone, young and old. It lifts the spirit and touches the heart, when it stops it lives on inside you, making you richer in mind and spirit.”
― Josephine Cox, Three Letters

“Did you forget the chords, Gwen?" Oliver asks.”
― njhpiper, floating

“Sus dedos acarician las cuerdas: después, el mundo.”
― Truman Capote, A Diamond Guitar

“Jimi Hendrix is the Greatest, Jeff Beck is the Best, but I prefer to listen to Jimmy Page”
― Kevin Kolenda

“Jimi Hendrix is the Greatest, Jeff Beck is the Best, Eric Clapton has no equal, but I prefer to listen to Jimmy Page”
― Kevin Kolenda

“Jeff Beck was the guitarists guitarist. Class, precision, groove, and technique with an awareness and connection to a song like few have. Jeff Beck arranged and brewed his own combination from the many flavors of the guitar to create a sound and style that was his and his alone.”
― Loren Weisman