Quotes About Echo

Memory is a hunting horn Its tone dies out along the wind.

Past mistakes cannot create a present pain; no mistake in life has the power to make us ache any more than the echo of someone crying can shed tears.

peered down the dark winding stairs and called out coarsely:

The Carrion Spike may already be in motion," Tarkin said, squaring his shoulders. As if in echo of Tarkin's posture of readiness, Vader planted his fists on his hips. "Then we have no time to spare.

music being played by a far-off orchestra.

Fame is the echo of actions, resounding them to the world, save that the echo repeats only the last art, but fame relates all, and often more than all.

Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vaultThe pealing anthem swells the note of praise.

A dream is nothing else but the echo of our conceits in the day

Well, I heard a lot of the hours struck

It was as if all the melancholy I'd ever known, all the nights I sat alone thinking life sucked, had added up to our place in the world- finally a good place- and the spirit of that rightness was meant to echo on until the end of time.

Dawn makes a sound. If you listen closely, right as the sun starts to come up, you'll hear it. It's like the echo of birth: silence, followed by a gentle push, followed by moans, then the sloppy deluge of new life.

this stray little thought released in him some echo of the past, a solitary trembling note whose sound rose higher and higher in his chest, awakening inarticulate longings and, inseparable from them, a piercing, unfamiliar sorrow.

Za nas je otkucaj sata, baš kao žuvor šadrvana u dvorištu džamije, odjek zakora?enja u ono što je u nama, a ne zvuk percepcije onoga što je oko nas.

The world is a whispering gallery which sends back the echo of our own voice. It is a mirror which reflects the face that looks in it. If we laugh, it laughs back; if we frown, it reflects a frown.

He loved her, as you can only love someone who is an echo of yourself at your time of deepest sorrow.

For he loved her, as you can only love someone who is an echo of yourself at your time of deepest sorrow.

There is no such thing as a good influence. Because to influence a person is to give him one's own soul. He does not think his natural thoughts, or burn with his natural passions. His virtures are not real to him. His sins, if there are such thing as sins, are borrowed. He becomes an echo of someone else's music, an actor of a part that has not been written for him.

Then she gave one last burst of music. The white Moon heard it, and she forgot the dawn, and lingered on in the sky. The red rose heard it, and it trembled all over with ecstasy, and opened its petals to the cold morning air. Echo bore it to her purple cavern in the hills, and woke the sleeping shepherds from their dreams. It floated through the reeds of the river, and they carried its message to the sea.

The Master said, "The gentleman harmonizes [he] without being an echo. The petty man echoes [tong] and does not harmonize.

Sparse on the mesa the dry weeds lashed in the wind like the earth's long echo of lance and spear in old encounters forever unrecorded.

Mond scheint ins Zimmer. Nichts ist real. Jeder Augenblick unergründlich, die Welt Kolossales Echo im Labyrinth der Sinne.

Breslow!' Stein's voice was so loud that it made the thin hardboard walls of the dressing room rattle as they echoed back the sound of it. 'Breslow!' It was more like a cry for help than a threat. 'Breslow!' shouted Stein again. He was beginning to realize that Max Breslow controlled a thousand Führers.

To quote Yogi Berra, it was déjà vu all over again.

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