13 Quotes by Thad Carhart

Think of a full-size harp, the kind used in orchestras. Pivot it mentally from the vertical, as it normally stands, to the horizontal and put it in a box shaped to its frame. There you have the shape of the grand piano.

What allowed a person sitting in front of this strange giant to call forth beautiful sounds just by moving his fingers up and down?

I sat down on the bench and started playing, instantly lost in the perfection of the moment; I was elsewhere.

The piano became a kind of flying carpet by which I could travel to an entirely different place, and I would leave the room with the half-dazed sensibility that children sometimes show when they have discovered a new and agreeable and utterly private world of their own.