The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto Quotes

“I am Music. And I am here for the soul of Frankie Presto. Not all of it. Just the rather large part he took from me when he came into this world. However well used, I am a loan, not a possession. You give me back upon departure. I will gather up Frankie’s talent to spread on newborn souls. And I will do the same with yours one day. There is a reason you glance up when you first hear a melody, or tap your foot to the sound of a drum. All humans are musical. Why else would the Lord give you a beating heart?”
― Mitch Albom, The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto

“Everyone joins a band in this life. And what you play always affects someone. Sometimes, it affects the world. Frankie’s symphony ends. And so, at last, we rest.”
― Mitch Albom, The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto

“One must indeed test the strings in this life, bounce the bow, wet the mouthpiece, prepare for the deeper music that follows.”
― Mitch Albom, The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto

“This is how talents weave from generation to generation, how the shadow stretches, and how an artist born nearly a hundred years earlier begins to fill the soul of a child who shares his name.”
― Mitch Albom, The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto

“What you’re thinking about can be what you become.”
― Mitch Albom, The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto

“The less humans can solve a mystery, the more interesting it becomes”
― Mitch Albom, The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto

“Man suffers for his art.”
― Mitch Albom, The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto

“He found himself thinking about his childhood.

"Why do you drink so much, Maestro?"

"This is not a music question."

"Are you sad, Maestro?"

"Again, not a music question."

"I am sad sometimes, Maestro."

"Practice more. Speak less. You'll be happier."

"Yes, Maestro."

Everyone joins a band in this life.

Sometimes, they are the wrong ones.”
― Mitch Albom, The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto

“Here is what I know of love. It changes the way you treat me. I feel it in your hands. Your fingers. Your compositions. The sudden rush of peppy phrases, major sevenths, melody lines that resolve neatly and sweetly, like a valentine tucked in an envelope. Humans grow dizzy from new affection,”
― Mitch Albom, The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto

“Suddenly it was terribly quiet, as if the earth itself were too stunned to breathe. I know this sound; silence is part of music. But just because something is silent doesn’t mean you aren’t hearing it. Frankie”
― Mitch Albom, The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto

“It is not just humans who are musical. Animals, too. This should be obvious in the thousands of birdsongs I have spawned, or the clicking of dolphins, or the moaning of humpback whales.”
― Mitch Albom, The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto

“One of my disciples, a lanky saxophonist named Sonny Rollins, played his horn for three years on a bridge in New York City, his tender jazz melodies wafting between the traffic noises. I would pause there often, on the girders, just to listen. Or”
― Mitch Albom, The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto

“will share a secret: this is how talents are bestowed. Before newborns open their eyes, we circle them, appearing as brilliant colors, and when they clench their tiny hands for the first time, they are actually grabbing the colors they find most appealing. Those talents are with them for life. The lucky ones (well, in my opinion, the lucky ones) choose me. Music. From that point on, I live inside your every hum and whistle, every pluck of a string or plink of a piano key. I cannot keep you alive. I lack such power. But I infuse you. And”
― Mitch Albom, The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto

“But everyone joins a band in this life. Only some of them play music.”
― Mitch Albom, The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto

“You are born into your first one. Your mother plays the lead. She shares the stage with your father and siblings. Or perhaps your father is absent, an empty stool under a spotlight. But he is still a founding member, and if he surfaces one day, you will have to make room for him.”
― Mitch Albom, The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto

“Her dresses. Her shoes. A bottle of her perfume. You don’t need much to remember someone, Francisco. Even one thing will do.”
― Mitch Albom, The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto

“Catholic ritual of Sancta Missa: “ ‘Come in haste to assist them, you saints of God. Come in haste to meet them, you angels of the Lord. Enfold in your arms these souls, and take your burden heavenward to the most high.”
― Mitch Albom, The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto

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― Mitch Albom, The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto

“Before newborns open their eyes, we circle them, appearing as brilliant colors, and when they clench their tiny hands for the first time, they are actually grabbing the colors they find most appealing.”
― Mitch Albom, The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto

“But all love stories are symphonies. And, like symphonies, they have four movements: • Allegro, a quick and spirited opening • Adagio, a slow turn • Minuet/Scherzo short steps in ¾ time • Rondo, a repeating theme, interrupted by various passages”
― Mitch Albom, The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto

“That’s the way it worked between the two of them. Long periods of absence—then crazy, intense romance. I do believe she and Frankie belonged together, even if they rarely stayed together. It was as if they had a secret they were bound to, which made them joyful most of the time and insane the rest.”
― Mitch Albom, The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto

“Francisco Presto: How do you know you are in love, Maestro?
El Maestro: If you are asking, you are not.”
― Mitch Albom, The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto

“Luke the Drifter: Play me the saddest song you got.
Frankie Presto: Why do you want to hear a sad song?
Luke the Drifter: They’re more true than the happy ones”
― Mitch Albom, The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto

“El Maestro: Do not attack the strings, Francisco.
Francisco Presto: No, Maestro.
El Maestro: Coax them.
Francisco Presto: Yes, Maestro.
El Maestro: Make them hunger for your next note. Same as in life.
Francisco Presto: In life, Maestro?
El Maestro: When you want someone to listen to you, will you attack them?
Francisco Presto: No, Maestro.
El Maestro: No, you will not. you will make them hear the beauty of what you are offering, and they will want it for themselves.”
― Mitch Albom, The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto

“Music tells the truths”
― Mitch Albom, The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto

“He wondered why God was always mentioned in the most unusual moments of his life.”
― Mitch Albom, The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto

“so that when he sat, he seemed like a layer of frowns stacked in a chair.”
― Mitch Albom, The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto

“Bend your right arm and relax your right hand," El Maestro instructed. "Do not squeeze it in; you are not choking something. And do not push down; you are not drowning something. Your right fingers are talking to the strings. Would you talk to someone by choking or drowning them?"
"No, Maestro."
"No, you would not."
"What do I do with my left hand?"
“The left hand finds the beauty. She makes the notes and chords. You can show off all you want with your right hand, boy, but you are nothing without the left, understand? “
“Yes, Maestro”
― Mitch Albom, The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto

“For my disciples, the map is simple. All lonely roads lead back to music. I embrace you. I forgive you. I will never leave you. Can humans say the same?”
― Mitch Albom, The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto

“wearing a scarf and gloves, her blond hair tucked under a hat. “Are you done with that actress?”
― Mitch Albom, The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto