Quotes About Echo

The echo began in some indescribable way to undermine her hold on life. Coming at a moment when she chanced to be fatigued, it had managed to murmur, "Pathos, piety, courage—they exist, but are identical, and so is filth. Everything exists, nothing has value." If one had spoken vileness in that place, or quoted lofty poetry, the [echo's] comment would have been the same—"Ou-boum."

Ç?kan ses zarars?z olabilir, ama yank? daima kötüdür.

Outside the arch, always there seemed another arch. And beyond the remotest echo, a silence.

Keeping time, time, time,In a sort of Runic rhyme,To the tintinnabulation that so musically wellsFrom the bells, bells, bells, bells,Bells, bells, bells.

The woods shall to me answer, and my Echo ring.

In space no one can hear you scream.

I came to the place of my birth, and cried, "The friends of my youth, where are they?" And echo answered, "Where are they?"

somos búzios que nenhum eco habita

The voice is like something from a long-ago dream.

The polls and the pundits and the media seem to talk to each other. It's sort of like an echo chamber.

The only painting in the studio, besides the blue canvas, was the skeleton, mired in thickly smeared oils. I went and stood in front of it. I said, I wanted him to see me, Mister Bones. Bones grinned at me. Maybe Echo is not meant to be seen. She is meant to see.

The voice of a rebeck echoed from somewhere behind him. The music echoed and echoed until it entered his head, still echoing. It suffused his body and he felt himself to be large, very large, not a child at all. And his skin was not his own.

The Senate is now composed of a different material from what it once was. Its glory hath departed. Its halls no longer echo the words of a Clay, or Webster, or Calhoun . . . the void is felt.

In cuor di donna quanto dura amore? (Ore) -Ed ella non mi amò quant'io l'amai? (Mai) -Or chi sei tu sì ti lagni meco? (Eco)

and with a terrible lowing sound that echoed across the shallow poisoned tarns and endless peat hags of the continental waste, Benedict Paucemanly plunged into the full nightmare of his own decay.

O olho do homem serve de fotografia ao invisível, como o ouvido serve de eco ao silêncio.

La joie est peut être aussi vive ; mais elle entre ne moins avant; elle éveille un écho moins retentissant dans mon coeur. Ah ! Pouvoir ignorer que la vie rétrécit devant moi sa promesse... Mon coeur ne bat pas moins fort qu'à vingt ans.

ANACAMPTICK  (ANACA'MPTICK)   adj.[   or reflected: an anacamptick sound, an echo; an anacamptick hill, a hill that produces an echo.

Still flutters there, the sole unquiet thing. Methinks, its motion in this hush of nature Gives it dim sympathies with me who live, Making it a companionable form, Whose puny flaps and freaks the idling Spirit By its own moods interprets, every where Echo or mirror seeking of itself, And makes a toy of Thought.

KRAUT PRAYER Eli Brown, Oakland, California Myriad beings beneath my sight, thank you for your transformations. May you nourish me as I nourish you. May you thrive in me as I thrive on the earth. In all the worlds may nourishment follow hunger as the echo follows the call.

Men leave only an impression of their

and the barred owl calls from the well of my mind, more echo than thought, as it fades through the wind and flickers away to the silence beyond like that voice, in myself, of another.

Every something is an echo of nothing

Alrededor todo era rojo, como el escenario de una terrible tragedia de venganza donde la sangre se convierte en eco de la sangre