Quotes About Sound

because Harvard is such a fine sound forty acres is no high price for a fine sound. A fine dead sound we will swap Benjy's pasture for a fine dead sound. It will last him a long time because he cannot hear it unless he can smell it

The bells were ringing again, high in the scudding sunlight in bright disorderly tatters of sound.

They travelled crosstown now; the cab could rush fast down each block of the continuous alley, pausing only at the intersections where, to the right, canyonniched, the rumor of Grandlieu Street swelled and then faded in repetitive and indistinguishable turmoil, flicking on and past as though the cab ran along the rimless periphery of a ghostly wheel spoked with light and sound.

y que pecado y amor y miedo sólo son sonidos que las personas que nunca pecaron ni amaron ni tuvieron miedo usan para eso que nunca sintieron y no pueden sentir hasta que se olviden de las palabras.

e ele você queria sublimar uma bobagem humana natural transformando-a num horror e então exorcizá-la com a verdade e eu foi para isolá-la do mundo barulhento para que o mundo fosse obrigado a fugir de nós e então seria como se o som dele nunca tivesse existido

I dont suppose anybody ever deliberately listens to a watch or a clock. You dont have to. You can be oblivious to the sound for a long while, then in a second of ticking it can create in the mind unbroken the long diminishing parade of time you didn't hear.

He came obediently, wailing, that slow hoarse sound that ships make, that seems to begin before the sound itself has started, seems to cease before the sound itself has stopped.

He could not hear either; the galloping mare was almost upon him before he heard her, and even then he held his course, as if the very urgency of his wild grief and need must in a moment more find him wings

He started to speak, but his father, looking away from him toward the east, made a sound, and they were both caught, as a swimmer on the surface is caught by that cold current whose suddenness snares him in cramps and sends him in dumb surprise to the bottom.

and clear the mile away the wind might bring its sound from the tracks when the wind lay right, blowing off the day and finally letting the darkness settle, and damp, for day to return like a rumor of day and lurk in the sky unable to break

His eyes were eggs of unstable crystal, vibrating with a frequency whose name was rain and the sound of trains

The sound it made was like a world ending, like the wires that hold heaven snapping and coiling across the sky

The deep sea breaking miles away on the reef made an undertone less perceptible than the susurration of the blood.

And oft I harked into the night of the Land; but there was nowhere any sound, or disturbing of the aether, to trouble me.

I took the goats downslope a bit and they screamed at each other and I screamed too to see what it was like.

When we see a bright color, we are witnessing our own inherent goodness. When we hear a beautiful sound, we are hearing our own basic goodness.

The gasoline flowing through the pump made a high pitched sound, as if the screaming of my family was still dissolved in it" [p.181].

The earliest impressions are pictographic in form - little pictures that are the stylized versions of the things they represent. And most things they represent are plants and animals. The earliest writing deprived from vision rather than sound.

In space, everyone can hear you go pew pew .

At one time, most of my friends could hear the bell, but as years passed, it fell silent for all of them. Even Sarah found one Christmas that she could no longer hear its sweet sound. Though I've grown old, the bell still rings for me, as it does for all who truly believe.

The sound of One Lung filling with water drowned out by wave after wave of a million buzzing insects an invisible chorus that only knows how to sing the last letter of the alphabet.

I mean, the shoe - there is a music to it, there is attitude, there is sound, it's a movement. Clothes - it's a different story. There are a million things I'd rather do before designing clothes: directing, landscaping.

Music, like the visual arts, is rooted in our experience of the natural world," said Schwartz. "It emulates our sound environment in the way that visual arts emulate the visual environment." In music we hear the echo of our basic sound making instrument-the vocal tract. This explanation for human music is simpler still than Pythagoras's mathematical equations: we like the sounds that are familiar to us-specifically, we like sounds that remind us of us.

What's amazing about speech is that when you're on the receiving end, listening to the noise that comes out of people's mouths, you instantaneously hear meaningful language. Yet speech is just sound, a semicontinuous buzz that fluctuates rapidly and regularly. Frequencies rise and fall, harmonics within the frequencies change their relationships to one another, air turbulence increases and dies away. It gets loud, and then it gets quiet.