Quotes About Voice

A Voice from I Don't Know Where

and there was a new voice, which you slowly recognized as your own, that kept you company as you strode deeper and deeper into the world, determined to do the only thing you could do — determined to save the only life you could save.

there was a new voice, which you slowly recognized as your own, that kept you company as you strode deeper and deeper into the world, determined to do the only thing you could do— determined to save the only life you could save.

In the act of writing the poem, I am obedient, and submissive. Insofar as one can, I put aside ego and vanity, and even intention. I listen. What I hear is almost a voice, almost a language. It is a second ocean, rising, singing into one's ear, or deep inside the ears, whispering in the recesses where one is less oneself than a part of some single indivisible community.

Like the heron, who can only croak, who wishes he could sing, I wish I could sing.

A few voices, strict and punctilious, like Shelley's, like Thoreau's, cry out: Change! Change! But most don't say that; they simply say: Be what you are, of the earth, but a dreamer too. Teilhard de Chardin was not talking about how to escape anguish, but about how to live with it.

Yet, distantly, or sometimes not so distantly, I can hear that child's voice—I can feel its hope, or its distress.

People who claim lactose intolerance tend to also voice a belief that they're gluten-intolerant. Usually with no evidence of either.

Sometimes I have endeavoured to discover what quality it is which he possesses that elevates him so immeasurably above any other person I ever knew. I believe it to be an intuitive discernment, a quick but never-failing power of judgment, a penetration into the causes of things, unequalled for clearness and precision; add to this a facility of expression and a voice whose varied intonations are soul-subduing music.

stress the word genuine, because most of the time people can see through a non-genuine compliment based on tone of voice and facial expression.

so we disregard our curiosity and thoughts of "I wonder what that person is like, how her voice sounds, how soft her skin is, or if she is as

Betsy liked to read her stories aloud and she read them like an actress. She made her voice low and thrillingly deep. She made it shake with emotion. She laughed mockingly and sobbed wildly when the occasion required.

His voice was deep and smooth and rich, like what gravy might sound like if gravy could talk.

Stevie always tried to be truthful, but she didn't want to make her first acquaintance in her new house and say, Your show was mediocre and overrated but I see why you are valued: for your looks and deep voice. People tended not to warm to that kind of thing.

She called, Au ror a! in a penetrating voice that could cause a small bird to fall dead out of the sky.

Is this all right? he asked. He was using that very low, somewhat husky universal kissing voice. Huh? I said, because I am sexy.

A pocket-sized Irish student, barely five feet tall, but with the voice and personality of someone five times that size

on Ellingham's face, forcing him to look down and shield his eyes. He half crawled out of the boat onto the ground. "Open the door," the voice said. Ellingham pulled his keys from his

She said it quite correctly; there was nothing offensive in the quiet politeness of her voice; but following his high note of enthusiasm, her voice struck a tone that seemed flat and deadly in its indifference—as if the two sounds mingled into an audible counterpoint around the melodic thread of her contempt.

When nothing seems worth the effort—said some stern voice in her mind—it's a screen to hide a wish that's worth too much; what do you want?

Miss Taggart, I can proudly say that in all of my life I have never made a profit!" Her voice was quiet, steady and solemn: "Mr. Lawson, I think I should let you know that of all the statements a man can make, that is the one I consider most despicable.

When facing society, the man most concerned, the man who is to do the most and contribute the most, has the least say.

She had caught the sound of suffering in the faintest exaggeration of evenness in his voice.

He said it without greeting, as if they had parted the day before. Because it took her a moment to regain the art of breathing, she realized for the first time how much that voice meant to her.