Quotes About Sound

the mark of sound doctrine given by our Saviour himself is its tendency to promote the glory not of men, but of God (John

And here again we ought to observe that we are called to a knowledge of God: not that knowledge which, content with empty speculation, merely flits in the brain, but that which will be sound and fruitful if we duly perceive it, and if it takes root in the heart.29 For the Lord manifests himself by his powers, the force of which we feel within ourselves and the benefits of which we enjoy.

Their laughter was like the stridulation of the ghosts of grasshoppers.

I]gnorance was never an obstacle to a good sound bite.

A discarded newspaper skimmed the sidewalk with a sound like the whisperings of a dead lover.

heard the sound of emptiness, which, as anyone knows, is not the same thing as no sound, since it includes all the noise that someone was expecting to hear, but doesn't.

Some revelations came only with the sound of dirt falling on a coffin; the ones that mattered, the ones that made for regrets.

Almost as soon as it was lit it began to sound as though it were running down, but in fact it would continue to run down for a long time. He knew the feeling.

Chanting and invoking are worlds apart. Chanting is done with the mouth; invoking is done with the mind. And because invoking comes from the mind, it is called a door to awareness. Chanting is centered in the mouth and appears as sound. If you cling to appearances while searching for meaning, you won't find a thing.

Sound the trumpets; beat the drums…Now give the hautboys breath; he comes, he comes.

The trumpet shall be heard on highThe dead shall live, the living die,And Music shall untune the sky!

I think that every record has its own life and a different sound.

Music is an expression of sound that reflects the beauty of life.

A slight sound at evening lifts me up by the ears, and makes life seem inexpressibly serene and grand. It may be Uranus, or it may be in the shutter.

My body is an ugly masterpiece that lives off the beauty of sound.

For there is a wind or a ghost of wind in all books echoing the life there, a high wind that fills the tubes of the ear until we think we hear a wind, actual.

My heart is mysteriously alive in the world of sounds - a totally different dimension from the daily life.

Sound comes out of a life experience.

I am a tiny seashell that has secretly drifted ashore and carries the sound of the ocean surging through its body.

Writing fixes the evanescence of sound and holds it against death.

Some phrases just have a nice ring to them, y'know? Like, "The water sprite goes flowing down the river." Or, "Ahh, spring." "It's totally autumn." "Drop dead." "Stiff roundhouse kick." Or, "Thick soy broth." See?

People do not give up their loves and hates as long as life lasts. Waves of feeling come and go with the passage of time. The world is always full of the sound of waves. The little fishes, abandoning themselves to the waves, dance and sing and play, but who knows the heart of the sea, a hundred feet down? Who knows its depth? (Musashi---the Soul of the Deep)

But I've always had a low voice, I can't yell, the words fall a short distance away like a handful of pebbles thrown by a child.