Quotes About Voice

Protests are part of our democracy.

Apollo, your voice hymned a justice I could not see clear, but all too clear the anguish you caused, the bloodhaunted, homeless future you've doled out.

Speak to me, wood pigeon. I need your voice.

I think that voice held him most, with its fluctuating, feverish warmth, because it couldn't be over-dreamed—that voice was a deathless song.

She's got an indiscreet voice," I remarked. "It's full of–" I hesitated. "Her voice is full of money," he said suddenly. That was it. I'd never understood before. It was full of money–that was the inexhaustible charm that rose and fell in it, the jingle of it, the cymbals' song of it.

The exhilarating ripple of her voice was a wild tonic in the rain.

It was the kind of voice that the ear follows up and down, as if each speech is an arrangement of notes that will never be played again.

that voice was a deathless song.

His hand took hold of hers, and as she said something low in his ear he turned toward her with a rush of emotion. I think that voice held him most, with its fluctuating, feverish warmth, because it couldn't be over-dreamed —that voice was a deathless song.

Only the dead dream fought on as the afternoon slipped away, trying to touch what was no longer tangible, struggling unhappily, undespairingly, towards that lost voice across the room.

Her voice is full of money,... That was it. I'd never understood before. It was full of money- that was the inexhaustible charm that rose and fell in it, the jingle of it, the cymbals' song of it....High in a white palace the king's daughter, the golden girl....

The exhilarating ripple of her voice was a wild tonic in the rain. I had to follow the sound of it for a moment, up and down, with my ear alone, before any words came through.

She had caught a cold and it made her voice huskier and more charming than ever and Gatsby was overwhelmingly aware of the youth and mystery that wealth imprisons and preserves, of the freshness of many clothes and of Daisy, gleaming like silver, safe and proud above the hot struggles of the poor.

His voice, with some faint Irish melody running through it, wooed the world, yet she felt the layer of hardness in him, of self-control and of self-discipline, her own virtues. Oh, she chose him, and Nicole, lifting her head saw her choose him, heard a little sigh at the fact that he was already possessed.

The reason one writes isn't the fact he wants to say something. He writes because he has something to say.

The instant her voice broke off ceasing to compel my attention, my belief, I felt the basic insincerity of what she had said.

That was one manifestation of fear, the voice which whispered that he could not be both great and good, that genius was the exact combination of those inexplicable grooves and twists in his mind, that any discipline would curb it to mediocrity.

As I watched him he adjusted himself a little, visibly. His hand took hold of hers, and as she said something low in his ear he turned toward her with a rush of emotion. I think that voice held him most, with its fluctuating, feverish warmth, because it couldn't be over-dreamed — that voice was a deathless song.

She's got an indiscreet voice,' I remarked. 'It's full of——' I hesitated. 'Her voice is full of money,' he said suddenly.

Daisy began to sing with the music in a husky, rhythmic whisper, bringing out a meaning in each word that it had never had before and would never have again. When the melody rose her voice broke up sweetly, following it, in a way contralto voices have, and each change tipped out a little of her warm human magic upon the air.

For a moment the last sunshine fell with romantic affection upon her glowing face; her voice compelled me forward breathlessly as I listened—then the glow faded, each light deserting her with lingering regret, like children leaving a pleasant street at dusk. The

Je crois que cette voix l'attachait plus que tout, avec ses inflexions exaltantes, envoûtantes, car aucun de ses rêves n'aurait pu en imaginer de plus belle — cette voix était un chant d'immortalité.

Her voice is full of money

Ils sont arrivés au coucher du soleil, et pendant que nous naviguions parmi des centaines d'invités en effervescence, Daisy faisait jouer dans un murmure les sortilèges de sa voix.