Quotes About Noise

The world is a very noisy place and so I don't need to shout about things. There are so many people shouting and a lot of people get lost in it.

He who establishes his argument by noise and command, shows that his reason is weak.

The man who establishes his argument by noise and command knows that his reason is weak.

Thumbelina, along with her brothers and sisters, is now producing, like a choir, a background noise that drowns out the voice of writing.

Abroad, she discovered that the transformation of music into noise was a planetary process by which mankind was entering the historical phase of total ugliness. The total ugliness to come had made itself felt first as omnipresent acoustical ugliness: cars, motorcycles, electric guitars, drills, loudspeakers, sirens. The omnipresence of visual ugliness would soon follow.

It's a vicious circle, people are going deaf because music is played louder and louder. But because they're going deaf it has to be played louder still.

The Transformation of music into noise was a planetary process by which mankind was entering the historical phase of total ugliness. The total ugliness to come had made itself felt first as omnipresent acoustical ugliness: cars, motorcycles, electric guitars, drills, loudspeakers, sirens. The omnipresence of visual ugliness would soon follow.

Noise has one advantage. It drowns out words - Franz

la transformation de la musique en bruit est un processus planétaire qui fait entrer l'humanité dans la phase historique de la laideur totale.

El ruido tiene una ventaja. No se oyen las palabras.

Every door and hallway reverberated with the nerve-stabbing whine of high-speed dental drills; soon Stranahan's molars started to throb, and he began to feel claustrophobic.

Why didn't you just ring the doorbell?' Stoat said. 'Why break into the house, and why'd you bust the shower door?' 'To put you in the proper frame of mind,' the man replied. 'Also, I was in the mood for some serious goddamn noise.

Ever been in love?' The question was direct, matter-of-fact. 'Halfway, half a dozen times. But'—she glanced at the nearest telescope—there was always so much noise, the signal was hard to find.

Things are pretty strange in this world and people do it many ways and you are just an atom in a galaxy of possibilities and your opinions and your science and 'What I think' and all that, is just so much noise in a very complex and busy world. And its that same humbling perception that comes out of psychedelics. It just shows you, you're very parochial.

OH, THERE HAS TO BE SOMETHING IN THE STOCKING THAT MAKES A NOISE, said Death. OTHERWISE, WHAT IS 4:30 A.M. FOR?

They'd smash up the world if they thought it would make a pretty noise.

Maybe the only significant difference between a really smart simulation and a human being was the noise they made when you punched them.

The figure stopped to cough long and hard, making a noise like a wall being hit repeatedly with a bag of rocks. Moist saw that it had a beard of the short bristled type that suggested that its owner had been interrupted halfway through eating a hedgehog.

He made a noise like an owl. Since Moist was no ornithologist, he did this by saying "woo woo.

He sat back and drank the really horrible tea the dwarfs made. Just for a moment there was an unusual feeling on bliss. Strange word, he thought. It's one of those words that described something that does not make a noise but if it did make a noise would sound just like that. Bliss . It's like the sound of a soft meringue melting gently on a warm plate.

There was a click. There was a noise like a partridge. There was a thud. There was silence.

In the kitchen, chickens had overflowed into the sink. They weren't making much noise, except for the occasional 'werk' a chicken makes when it's a bit uncertain about things, which is more or less all the time.

Silence introduced in a society that worships noise is like the Moon exposing the night. Behind darkness is our fear. Within silence our voice dwells. What is required from both is that we be still. We focus. We listen. We see and we hear. The unexpected emerges.

There's a radio playing in our head, Radio Station NST: Non-Stop Thinking. Our mind is filled with noise, and that's why we can't hear the call of life, the call of love. Our heart is calling us, but we don't hear. We don't have the time to listen to our heart.