I started playing harp about fourteen years ago.
What is a harp but an oversized cheese slicer with cultural pretensions?
This is what they all come to who exclusively harp on experience. They do not stop to consider that experience is only one half of experience.
Your body is the harp of the soul.
I've played everything but a harp.
A harp can be a dangerous as a sword, in the right hands.
Not all who own a harp are harpers.
It's defeatist to harp on what might have been, and yet, it's hard to resist considering what might have been.
And tears are heard within the harp I touch.
And even if this world burns up hidden harps will still play here.