Quotes About Echoes

I don't think of the sky as any kind of heaven item. I think of it as a bunch of gases and faraway echoes of things that used to be on fire.

I like the sky. It's rational to me in a way that life isn't. Looking at it doesn't suck the way you might think it would, given all the dying-girl-stares-at-heaven possibilities. I don't think of the sky as any kind of heaven item. I think of it as a bunch of gases and faraway echoes of things that used to be on fire

Não há futuro sem memória. Por isso os antigos chamaram à Memória a mãe de todas as musas. O espaço cercado das cidades actuais, na sua azáfama diária, no seu trânsito caótico, nos seus eixos projectados para a periferia, parece ter consumido, portas dentro, os próprios ecos do passado recente.

Porque cada época de un largo amor cada capítulo de una consecuente pareja es una región con sus propios árboles y ecos sus propios descampados sus tibias contraseñas.

Because printing runs __str__ and the interactive prompt echoes results with __repr__, this can provide both target audiences with an appropriate display.

Indeed, the modern arguments about the necessities and virtues of government control over the individual are but malign echoes of utopian prescriptions through the ages, which attempted to define subjugation as the most transcendent state of man.

Dead people never stop talking.

He threw his head back and let his disbelief and fury break free. The sound was pain-filled and fearsome, the cry of a wounded beast. It reverberated through the trees, bouncing off the walls of the valley, the echoes doubling back into one agonized, unbroken roar.

Solitude is the sacred space where wisdom speaks loudest, for in the quiet of our own company, we hear the echoes of our truest selves.

Now I predict the future / merely by listening to echoes. A slamming door / can tell you everything you need to know. It's not a trick / only a simple matter of wisdom, an obsessive attention / to dreams. — Mary Jo Bang, from "The Oracle," Apology for Want: Poems . (Middlebury; 1st edition July 15, 1997)

Les échos de la bombe d'amour allaient et venaient. Mon cœur en aurait longtemps encore des acouphènes. Cette sensation d'extraordinaire gâchis continuait de me hanter. Neutraliser la bombe d'amour était un exercice terriblement mélancolique. Le tout était de ne pas la faire exploser une nouvelle fois

Love's whispers drown out sorrow's echoes.

Can I ask you something?" asks Will, after a while. The man sips his whisky instead of answering. Will asks the question anyway. "Have you ever been in love?" The man places his glass down and stares at Will, steel-eyed. The expected reaction, "Once," he responds , the word just a croak from the back of his throat. Will nods. "It's always just once, isn't it? The rest..they're just echoes

People now think of the early 1800s being an industrial time of smoke and factories but, as with every age, it was a carousel of many periods at once. The past stays and echoes even as modernity roars ahead.

Mute though his lips be, yet they still speak. Hushed is his voice, but its echoes of liberty are ringing through the world, and the sons of bondage listen with joy.

Les conversations ordinaires sont des « échos d'échos », regrettait l'ermite Patrul Rinpoché. Il suffit d'allumer la télévision ou de se rendre à une soirée mondaine pour être englouti par un déluge de paroles qui non seulement sont inutiles mais exacerbent la convoitise, le ressentiment, la vanité...

Each perception is a vibration of the world, it touches well beyond what it touches, it awakens echoes in all my being in the world, it is super-significant.

Method proper to the understanding of dreams: reverie over dreams, hermeneutics reverie. Because it is not something said, but an echo through totality. It is this system of echoes which also constitutes the oneirism of wakefulness.

I can't stop writing you. You, the pleasure which exiled me for awhile. You of the whom dream, the bell swinging with echoes of two or three notes as if from another bird, before the major echoes from the same voice. I did not intentionally walk shores of light. I said my heart is sick because it is not full …

The hierarchy of death is, in fact, the only thing that makes possible a system of contracts between the various levels of reality in an otherwise vast space where deaths endlessly repeat themselves like echoes within echoes...

Kind words are short and easy to speak, but their echoes are truly endless.

The closest echoes to this double command are found in 1 Maccabees 2.68. Mattathias is telling his sons, especially Judas, to get ready for revolution. 'Pay back to the gentiles what is due to them,' he says, 'and keep the law's commands.

There's not much left inside me, Max" Sometimes, all she heard were echoes.

Evil is predictable.' A lie. Because sometimes evil was an insidious thief that crept in and stole what you most treasured, leaving only echoes against a wall. A thin shadow, swinging almost gently. Like on a swing.