Quotes About Voice

Words mean more than what is set down on paper. It takes the human voice to infuse them with the shades of deeper meaning.

Poetry is music for the human voice. Until you actually speak it or someone speaks it, it has not come into its own.

Your voice at times a fist Tight in your throat Jabs ceaselessly at phantoms In the room, Your hand a carved and Skimming boat Goes down the Nile To point out Pharaoh's tomb. You're Africa to me At brightest dawn. The Congo's green and Copper's brackish hue, A continent to build With Black Man's brawn. I sit at home and see it all Through you.

Your grandmother says you read a lot. Every chance you get. That's good, but not good enough. Words mean more than what is set down on paper. It takes the human voice to infuse them with the shades of deeper meaning.

Sua avó diz que você lê muito. Em todas as oportunidades que tem. Isso é bom, mas não o suficiente. Palavras significam mais do que é colocado no papel. É preciso a voz humana para dar a elas as nuances do significado mais profundo.

Tu abuela dice que lees mucho, siempre que tienes oportunidad. Eso está bien, pero no es suficiente. Las palabras significan más de lo que dicen en el papel. Necesitan la voz humana para que les infunda los matices del significado más profundo.

Each time a woman stands up for herself, she stands up for all women.

Words mean more than what is set down on paper. It takes the human voice to infuse them with the shades of deeper meaning." I

My sin lies in not screaming loud

It simply isn't a woman's nature to be silent for prolonged periods of time.

The laird wasn't uppermost on her mind this morning. Sleep was. Another giggle raced around the room, and Mairin realized that once again, she'd given voice to her thoughts.

she swayed. hypnotized by the deep timbre of his voice.

Cursed? I offered, my voice croaky because of my unshed tears. It isn't cursed. John said deliberately, rearranging the chain around my neck, if you're wearing it. It's blessed.

Hasn't anyone ever told you, Jesse asked, in a semi-amused voice, that a gentlemen never lays a hand on a lady? Which I thought was king of funny, considering where Jesse had had his hand the last time I'd seen him

Susannah. My dance partner's breath was soft against my cheek. Susannah.... Yeah. In my dreams. In real life, the voice calling my name wasn't a bit masculine. That's because it belonged to a twelve-year-old boy.

vocal exercises, or vocalastics, as she called it, which involved singing the words Me, May, Ma, Mo, Moooo-oooo-oooo-ooo over and over again in ever-ascending pitches

Sing from the diaphragm, Princess," was what Madame Puissant kept yelling. "No breathing from the chest. From the DIAPHRAGM! No chest voice! SING FROM THE DIAPHRAGM! LIFT!!! LIFT!!!!

Just asleep, Eddis reassured her. At the sound of her voice Eugenides's head turned slightly, but he didn't wake. Attolia, seeing the movement, breathed again and pressed her hand to her chest where it hurt.

If there is anything else you desire, Your—" "I desire"—the king interrupted in a level voice—"never again to see your living face.

Jill has beauty, sophistication, depth and soul, besides having a remarkable singing voice, how does that compare to Mo'nique?" Wade said angrily.

Even now, remembering the sound of his voice chastens every word I say.

Talk to the universe. Ask it for help. Then listen to your heart. Because that quiet voice, the one in your heart, is how the universe talks to you.

In recovery, we learn that self-care leads us on the path to God's will and plan for our life. Self-care never leads away from our highest good; it leads toward it. Learn to nurture that voice inside. We can trust ourselves.

His voice is unmuffled - it is like a bell, clearly ringing in the night of our confusion; but the clarity is the clarity of imponderable depth...