Handy William Christopher
Born in November 16, 1873 / Died in March 28, 1958 / United States / English
Quotes by Handy William Christopher
The name of my ailment was longing, and it was not cured till I finally went to the department store and counted out the money in small coins before the dismayed clerk. When I came to the house, I held up the instrument before the eyes of the astonished household.
Nature was my kindergarten.
Life is like a trumpet - if you don't put anything into it, you don't get anything out of it.
I knew the whistle of each of the river boats on the Tennessee.
My big ears indicated a talent for music. This thrilled me.
The blues - the sound of a sinner on revival day.
With a guitar I would be able to express the things I felt in sounds.
Saving was slow and painful.
Setting my mind on a musical instrument was like falling in love. All the world seemed bright and changed.
You've got to appreciate the things that come from the art of the Negro and from the heart of the man farthest down.
I think America concedes that true American music has sprung from the Negro.
Life is something like a trumpet. If you don't put anything in, you won't get anything out.
