Yehuda: [regarding the underground newspapers] These will start the uprising. Majorek hides them in his underpants, and leaves them in toilets. Majorek: As many toilets as I can find. Germans never use Jewish toilets. They're too clean for them.
Dorota: I'll get a doctor. Dorota's Husband: You can't, it's too dangerous. Dorota: I'll get Doctor Laczek, we can trust him. Dorota's Husband: Dorota, don't be ridiculous, he's a pediatrician. Dorota: He's still a doctor.
I've always been interested in both writing and music. When I first started getting published, I also worked as rehearsal pianist for the Boston Ballet, touring with them all over the U.S.A. and Europe - I wasn't making enough money from writing to s...
That Raymond was something," Nestor said. "Very talented." "Perhaps not the best pianist." Bocha grimaced apologetically, as if compelled to put that evaluation on the record. "He used to tell me he was basically faking it on the piano," Pescatore sa...
When I was first starting out as a kid, I tried to pad my resume with everything I had ever done - ice-skate, carry a tune. I can't dance for my life, but I can learn, so I'll tell people I can dance. I play the piano - I'm a really good pianist, act...
I joined an all-girl band in Detroit and, although I was a pianist and drummer, I was asked to play bass because no one else wanted to. When I strapped it on, it fit me as good as my leathers. At the first gig we played, I looked out at the audience ...
Wladyslaw Szpilman: I'm not going anywhere. Halina: Good. I'm not going anywhere either. Mother: Don't be ridiculous, we've got to keep together. Wladyslaw Szpilman: Look, look... If I'm going to die, I prefer to die in my own home. I'm staying put.
Feather Woman: Excuse me, have you seen my husband, Izaak Szerman? A tall, a tall handsome man, with a little grey beard. No? Oh, excuse me. Goodbye, sleep well. But if you see him, write to me, yes? Izaak Szerman!
Real data is messy. ...It's all very noisy out there. Very hard to spot the tune. Like a piano in the next room, it's playing your song, but unfortunately it's out of whack, some of the strings are missing, and the pianist is tone deaf and drunk- I m...
Like a pianist runs her fingers over the keys, I'll search my mind for what to say. Now, the poem may want you to write it. And then sometimes you see a situation and think, 'I'd like to write about that.' Those are two different ways of being approa...
I've had to ban my mum from coming to see me play. She gets so nervous before any show. I've always got a few nerves but she's so much worse than me. You'd think she'd be able to handle that kind of situation. After all, she is a concert pianist.
Wladyslaw Szpilman: What are you reading? Henryk Szpilman: "If you prick us, do we not bleed? It you tickle us, we we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge?" Wladyslaw Szpilman: [seeing that it is Shake...
[first lines] Dorota: [running from bombing] Mr. Szpilman? Wladyslaw Szpilman: Hello. Dorota: Oh, I came specially to meet you. I love your playing. Wladyslaw Szpilman: Who are you? Dorota: My name is Dorota. I, I'm Jurek's sister... You're bleeding.
Regina: Quiet please. Quiet. Order, order! Please! Halina: She's a lawyer, she likes order. Regina: Listen, just listen. The watch we put under the flower pots and the money we stuff in the violin. Father: Will I still be able to play? Wladyslaw Szpi...
Man Waiting to Cross: And the Germans claim to be intelligent! You know what I think, I think they are totally stupid. I have a family to feed. I spend half my time here, waiting for them to let us through. Why do they think I come here, to listen to...
I'm by no means a pianist. I think that's safe to say, but the piano, for me, I would say it's the enabler. It gave me what I needed and gives me what I need in order to write a song. And I think playing or improvising on the piano is where I feel mo...
Wladyslaw Szpilman: Where are we going? Mother: Phhhhh, out of Warsaw. Wladyslaw Szpilman: [confused] Out of Warsaw? Where? Regina: You haven't heard? Wladyslaw Szpilman: [exasperated] Heard what? Regina: Haven't you seen the paper? Wladyslaw Szpilma...
The air was warm and heavy as sprinkles began to fall from the clouds high above. The Triton glided through the waters and the whoosh of the ship combined with the steady beat of the rain to make a concerto, like a pianist fluttering his fingers on t...
When a young pianist hits a wrong note, we don’t say he is not worthy to keep practicing. We don’t expect him to be flawless. We just expect him to keep trying. Perfection may be his ultimate goal, but for now we can be content with progress in t...
Wladyslaw Szpilman: It's an official decree, no Jews allowed in the parks. Dorota: What, are you joking? Wladyslaw Szpilman: No, I'm not. I would suggest we sit down on a bench, but that's also an official decree, no Jews allowed on benches. Dorota: ...
Wladyslaw Szpilman: You've got to give me something to do. Yehuda: You're an artist, Wladek. You do enough. Wladyslaw Szpilman: I want to help. I want to do something. Yehuda: You're too well known, Wladek. And you know what? You musicians don't make...
