Quotes About Voice

Taste and smell of rain and beyond the veil, your voice, its trembling overtones without body or remorse; these hours that keep me as an ornament.

Your voice still beating inside my skull, as if I could put my fingers through my eyes and pull you out. This dumb external universe.

Her female vanity was stung by his implication that no man would look at her twice otherwise. Snatching the cap up, she began to hunt for the hairpins scattered across the floor, but he left the door and advanced on her with a muttered curse. "If you put it up, I'll just take it down again." His voice lowered to a throaty hum. "And you know what happens when I take your hair down.

To tell a woman not to talk too much was like telling Jesse James not to carry a gun, or a hen not to cackle.

Sometimes, I have a dared dream to myself that one day, history may even say that my voice--which disturbed the white man's smugness, and his arrogance, and his complacency--that my voice helped to save America from a grave, possibly even a fatal catastrophe.

If something is yours by right, then fight for it or shut up.

Tú eres de los que se tiran al vacío y está lleno. Me interesó esa imagen. El vacío lleno y el lleno vacío. Tenía una voz dura, algo ronca, pero no desagradable. Sentí el latigazo de la culpa en la pierna y apreté las muletas. Cómo duelen las palabras.

Silence is the enemy of social change.

The explicit description of the Bible as inerrant and infallible by fundamentalists and some conservative-evangelicals cannot claim to be the ancient and traditional voice of the church.

Whatever is silenced will clamor to be heard, though silently.

Envoi we had no voice we had no name we had no choice we had one face one face the same we took the blame it was no fair but now w're here we're all here too the same as you and now we follow you, we find you now, we call to you to you too wit too woo too wit too woo too woo (The Maids sprout feathers, and fly away as owls.)

If you were a song What song would you be? Would you be the voice that sings, Would you be the music? When I am singing this song for you You are not empty air You are here, One breath and then another: You are here with me...

A voice is a human gift; it should be cherished and used, to utter fully human speech as possible. Powerlessness and silence go together.

At the very least we want a witness. We can't stand the idea of our own voices falling silent finally, like a radio running down.

A voice is a human gift; it should be cherished and used. Powerlessness and silence go together.

Is that what writing amounts to? The voice your ghost would have, if it had a voice?

there is something in your throat that wants to get out and you won't let it.

In this country you can say what you like because no one will listen to you anyway

If anyone else told her to lower her voice, Roz would know what to do: scream louder.

There is a silence. But sometimes it's as dangerous not to speak.

They say: Speak for us (to whom?) Some say: Avenge us (on whom?) Some say: Take our place. Some say: Witness Others say (and these are women) Be happy for us.

He keeps his voice kindly but remote. A cross between a pedagogue, soothsayer, and a benevolent uncle – that should be his tone.

I was shut up inside that doll of myself, and my true voice could not get out.

He has something we don't have, he has the word.