Quotes About Sound

Most of the time with video games, you're recording by yourself.

Occasionally, especially on video games and with a lot of the fighting stuff, to get what you feel is the proper sound, you have to imitate what you're doing, and occasionally I've gotten carried away and kicked over mic stands or punched things.

In selfie pictures, there is no human touch; it's all about the pose. But selfie videos have sound, actions, and emotions.

Shania Twain brought a whole other fan base to country music with her sound, the way the videos were produced.

I always think about fashion when it comes to making music and music videos... what the colours will look like, what the material will be, how will it work with the sound of the music.

Either way, you should get out of that house." "I did. I'm at the Sleep Chalet on Route 9." "Sounds swanky." "If the swank were onomatopoeic, then it would be," Luna said.

loudspeakers.

The sound of rain outlives us. I listen, someone is whispering.

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O how wonderful is the human voice! It is indeed the organ of the soul. The intellect of man sits enshrined visibly upon his forehead and in his eye; and the heart of man is written upon his countenance. But the soul reveals itself in the voice only, as God revealed himself to the prophet in the still small voice, and in a voice from the Burning Bush. The soul of man is audible, not visible. A sound alone betrays the flowing of the eternal fountain invisible to man.

The details from a clear strategic services agreement ensure for the most sound, solid and honorable working relationship and between all parties.

HOrrible. The most horrible sound on earth. The sound of death and torture and the agonies of a burning hell," Lisle said. "Damn them. It's bagpipes.

I brought the Beetle to life with a roar. Well. Not really a roar. A Volkswagen Bug doesn't roar. But it sort of growled...

The very sound of Creation still echoes throughout the vast darkness: The universe remembers.

When a single cat let loose a war cry, it was an unsettling sound. When two cats suddenly wailed at each other in a similar fashion, it was downright unnerving. When hundreds of them caterwauled at the same time, in a single voice, the sound alone was enough to make one feel as if the skin had been peeled from one's muscle and bone, to call up horrors inherited from ancestors long since dead and forgotten, raw terror before a deadly predator.

And then I heard the most beautiful sound of my life. Somewhere nearby, a cat let out an angry, hissing scream.

But something deep down inside me stirred, like an old warhorse who hears the sound of trumpets

Grenade!" I screamed, and sent more power into the shield. A second later, there was a sound you could chew, it was so thick, and a wash of power smashed against my shield, overloading what the bracelet could handle and scorching my wrist.

Arturo's face clouded with annoyance. "Fine. Production assistant." Something in his pants made a chirping sound, and he drew a cell phone from his pocket. He held up a hand to me and stepped over to the other side of the room, speaking in low tones

Thunder sounded again, low and rumbling like the growl of some predatory beast. Hannah

Moishe was purring so loudly he sounded like a car with a nonfunctioning muffler.

Seeing her sitting there unresponsive makes me realize that silence has a sound.

Into the silence rips a sound that makes me let go of Max's hand and cover my ears. It is like the strafe of a bullet, nails on a chalkboard, promises being broken. It's a note I have never heard - this chord of pure pain - and it takes a moment to realize it is coming from me.

Her voice was caught in the shell of my ear, as if it were the ocean.