Quotes About Voice

Had a hell of a dream about you last night," came in the cracked voice through the cigar smoke.

Daisy chantonnait avec l'orchestre, un murmure voilé, cadencé, et elle donnait à chaque mot un sens qu'il n'avait jamais eu, qu'il n'aurait jamais plus. Quand la mélodie montait vers l'aigu, sa voix se brisait doucement, pour reprendre aussitôt sur un ton plus bas, un ton de contralto, et l'air se chargeait, à chaque variation, d'une exquise bouffée de chaleur humaine.

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.… High in a white palace the king's daughter, the golden girl.…

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.

Elle a la voix pleine d'argent, dit-il soudain. C'était vrai. Je ne l'avais pas compris jusque-là. Pleine d'argent — d'où sa fascination, le charme envoûtant des modulations, ce cliquetis, ce frémissement de cymbales... Lointaine, en son palais de marbre, fille du Roi, princesse d'or...

Au moment précis où sa voix s'éteignait, sans plus chercher mon attention, ni vouloir me convaincre, j'ai su que rien de ce qu'elle avait dit n'était vrai.

Perhaps Daisy never went in for amour at all--and yet there's something in that voice of hers...

You don't write because you want to say something, you write because you have something to say.

The late afternoon sky bloomed in the window for a moment like the blue honey of the Mediterranean - then the shrill voice of Mrs. McKee called me back into the room.

I think that voice held him most with its fluctuating feverish warmth because it couldn't be over-dreamed.

His voice was hesitant and colourless, as in those who hope for nothing because it's perfectly useless to hope.

His voice was dull and tremulous, the voice of one who hopes for nothing, because all hope is vain.

Arroio, esse cantar, jovem e puro, Busca o oceano por achar; E a fala dos pinhais, marulho obscuro, É o som presente desse mar futuro, É a voz da terra ansiando pelo mar.

Sadly I write in my quiet room, alone as I have always been, alone as I will always be. And I wonder if my apparently negligible voice might not embody the essence of thousands of voices, the longing for self-expression of thousands of lives, the patience of millions of souls resigned like my own to their daily lot, their useless dreams, and their hopeless hopes.

I do not like the raw sound of the human voice in unison unless it is under the discipline of music.

I tend toward more adult fare, and I would love to do a voice in an animated film or something the boys could go see, but at a certain point, I made peace with myself about it.

David Attenborough... has that wonderful, breathy voice, and he's always so fascinated by what he's seeing. There's nothing about him that I can't find attractive.

I love character and voice, and my favourite books have been the ones in which I've become completely absorbed.

My favourite singer ever in the world is Ari Up from The Slits. Her voice is amazing to me. It's carefree, but it's also really amazing.

The strength of 'The Gift' is that the people featured and their stories are given the space to speak for themselves.

I want to be a voice people listen to and feel good or sad or whatever.

I do better singing female songs because my voice is so high-pitched.

You really have to have a voice, especially as a female. You've got to be strong-minded and really focus on what your goal is - you can't be all over the place.

I'd like to think of myself as somebody who has a voice for liberating female sexuality.