Quotes About Sound

He selected some music and thought that he would dance, but he failed. Instead he turned up the music until it smothered the sound of the dead woman weeping in his heart.

Somewhere in the shadows a clock vomited up a few sluggish chimes.

The phrase 'off with the crack of the bat', while romantic, is really meaningless, since the outfielder should be in motion long before he hears the sound of the ball meeting the bat.

You ever find a cat sleeping in a ray of sun? There's a sound over there. It's a golden sound. That's the only way to describe it. It's a bright sound, and it has little flecks of music in it, drifting like motes of dust. And you just know if you let that sound get inside you, if you hummed along with it, you'd rest like a cat in the sun. A perfect rest. You could rest a billion years.

In truth, Jude suspected that Danny had no particular musical preferences, no strong likes or dislikes, and that the radio was just background sound, the auditory equivalent of wallpaper.

She wrote she heard them hammering nails all day long and that it was like living next to a coffin maker after a plague. When

As she stood there looking about, that radio sound resolved into the bluff baritone of Burl Ives, encouraging all the world to have a holly jolly Christmas, and never mind it was the third week of March. The voice was coming from the attached garage, a dingy building with a single roll-up door and four square windows looking into it, milky with filth.

the sweetest softest melody, as good a sound as the laughter of a pretty girl, or your mother calling you to dinner.

Sounds could suggest shapes, painted a picture of the pocket of air in which they'd been given form

Saunders laughed, a short, breathless sound that did not quite convey amusement, and did the reasonable thing: looked back at his paper.

The sound of an English accent distracted her and lifted her spirits. She associated English accents with singing teapots, schools for witchcraft, and the science of deduction.

The people who are competing business-wise out there want what other successful labels and artists have. I don't want what they have I want my own path, my own sound, my own identity. Record labels care nothing about identity or artistic freedom, they want good business.

the wipers beating at the rain like a fool waving in a parade.

Somewhere, a toad farted ominously.

I couldn't wait to plug them in and listen to Sepultura's Roots album on them, because they're the size of the Glastonbury PA. So I put in a CD of Roots and I turned it up to 10—and that fucking record blew those speakers right out. Fifty-thousand-dollar speakers, gone because of Roots …

The dubbing of the music and effects is really incredible today. You're feeling gun shots. I mean, it's not the way people say it is, but the gunshot sounds real. And cars sound real. Among the many things in the evolution (of movies) is to make the sound in the movie incredible. That's what you feel.

Words are mere sound and smoke, dimming the heavenly light.

For in music there is no material to be deducted.

But life is sweet, though all that makes it sweet. Lessen like sound of friends departing feet; And death is beautiful as feet of friend. Coming with welcome at our journey's end.

The residents and elected officials of Long Island have fought vigorously for many years and spent millions of dollars to preserve the quality of life that the Long Island Sound offers.

A sound so fine, there 's nothing lives 'Twixt it and silence.

The color of the mountains is Buddha's body; the sound of running water is his great speech.

I'm just trying to get the best sound and have it be consistent and make sense with what I'm going through in my life.

I hear hundreds of years of life. I hear wind and rain and fire and beetles. I hear the seasons changing and birds and squirrels. I hear the life of the trees this wood came from.