Quotes About Echo

What in the world are you thinking?" She sounded pretty flustered. "I try not to think," Leo admitted. "It interferes with being nuts. Just concentrate on moving that Celestial bronze. Echo, you ready?

Imitation is flattery

And sometimes, too, she knew what someone was about to say before they said it or what mundane incident was about to occur—if a dish was about to be dropped or an apple thrown through a glasshouse, as if these things had happened many times before. Words and phrases echoed themselves, strangers seemed like old acquaintances.

For Twilight, it was like the echo of a song- a song from long ago. He could almost remember some of the words, but had no clue as to where they had come from. There had been a wonderful voice singing it, singing this song just for him. A voice like silk? Satin? Like liquid moonlight, it flowed, it curled around him and suffused him with a glowing warmth.

I listened to them fade away till all I could hear was my memory of the sound.

Rumor doth double, like the voice and echo, The numbers of the feared.

Holla your name to the reverberate hills,And make the babbling gossip of the airCry out, "Olivia!"

Have you not made a universal shout,That Tiber trembled underneath her banks,To hear the replication of your soundsMade in her concave shores?

I would applaud thee to the very echo,That should applaud again.

In the porches of mine ears.

I'd try to wash away the noise of the weeping woman and the vision of dust, but it echoed in my head all day.

Y, finalmente, me llegaba un sonido desde el fondo, como el ruido de un cristal roto. No, algo más bello y agudo. Para mí, era el sonido de los huesos humanos al quebrarse. Y, una vez que recibía ese eco, por fin me quedaba tranquila.

No matter how careful we are, we all leave behind little bits of ourselves as we go about our lives.

There was a sliding, sloshing sound, and then the air seemed to shatter from the sound of a roar so loud, so overpowering it rattled teeth and echoed through the swamp. A huge shadow rose from the water directly in front of them.

grunt!" The grunt was so loud the whole house rumbled.

I like the sound of 'claps of no sound..

could almost hear piped-in

The noise thunders into her bones.

Skye." "Lima-Oscar-Victor-Echo

When I want to hear my echo," said Brother Cadfael, "I will at least speak first.

Dan Chaucer, the first warbler, whose sweet breathPreluded those melodious bursts that fillThe spacious times of great ElizabethWith sounds that echo still.

Vance merely echoed the rush of her vital personality.

which is a memory which happens again and again

Imagine how titanic an echo chamber this great city would seem without the noise of eve none of mine. A huge bronze bell deprived of one hidden small iron clapper, its sole reason for being, its single means of song.