Quotes About Voice

It boils down to this: do they have the ability? If they want to be a singer and have a good voice, then yes. I would support them in it 100 per cent. But I see so many people who are delusional, and I would tell my kids if it wasn't a realistic goal.

My voice is very distinct. People hear Tracy Morgan's voice, and they know Tracy Morgan right off the bat because I've been in their homes for so many years.

It's nice being able to speak for myself. Every interview I did for so many years and every time I was in front of the camera, pre-Twitter, there was no way for me to speak for myself. Every interview started with, 'What was it like to work for this man?'

La présence d'une voix humaine structure l'espace qui la contient.

Quand elle n'est pas celle du mort, la voix-off de narrateur est souvent celle du presque-mort, de celui qui a achevé le cours de sa vie et n'attend que la mort.

It's not a colony," another of the USIC interviewers said, with an edge to her voice. "It's a community. We do not use the word colony.

the downtrodden may yearn to be heard, but if a voice from a more privileged sphere speaks on their behalf, they'll roll their eyes and jeer at the voice's accent.

Devant la justice du souverain toutes les voix doivent se taire.

When the human voice is reduced to being no longer a song, a word, or a cry, but the articulation of the unnamable itself, it is natural that there should be no other sound than the grinding of ice in the polar regions, the light, intermittent crackling of silk in the highest zones of the atmosphere, at the moment when the aurora borealis unfurls its strange, cold spangles. Majesty does not tolerate other eyes than these hard crystals

Thumbelina, along with her brothers and sisters, is now producing, like a choir, a background noise that drowns out the voice of writing.

Sophie could feel Syrena's sigh; the mermaid's body beneath her sagged with it. "Can't even be mad at you," the mermaid said, her voice little more than a mumble. "You too stupid to even be mad at. You live in world without poetry, without poets. You think poet's job to tell your mother happy birthday. You are such a fool you don't even know you are a fool. How can I be mad at such fool? Poet's job to create the world.

Music is the voice of God traveling through ten-dimensional hyperspace.

The word is not just a sound or a written symbol. The word is a force; it is the power you have to express and communicate, to think, and thereby to create the events in your life.

find your voice to ask for what you want. Everybody has the right to tell you no or yes, but you always have the right to ask. Likewise, everybody has the right to ask you, and you have the right to say yes or no.

Through the word, you express your creative power. It is through the word that you manifest everything.

The mind has the ability to talk to itself, but it also has the ability to hear information that is available from other realms. Sometimes you hear a voice in your mind, and you may wonder where it came from. This voice may have come from another reality in which there are living beings very similar to the human mind. The Toltecs called these beings Allies. In Europe, Africa, and India they called them the Gods.

Children live in a world of dreams and imagination, a world of aliveness… There is a voice of wonder and amazement inside all of us; but we grow to realize we can no longer hear it, and we live in silence. It isn't that God stopped speaking; it is that our lives became louder.

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What do you wish And was astonished, not recognizing his own voice. And what was said in a treble; the do you in a basso; and wish did not come out at all. (85)

Mais moi, je te le jure, en entendant ta voix, j'éprouve une félicité si profonde, si étrange, que les baisers les plus ardents ne pourraient la remplacer.

Tereza knew what happens during the moment love is born: the woman cannot resist the voice calling forth her terrified soul; the man cannot resist the woman whose soul thus responds to his voice.

The more vast the amount of time we've left behind us, the more irresistible is the voice calling us to return to it.

vertigo is something other than the fear of falling. It is the voice of emptiness below us which tempts and lures us, it is the desire to fall, against which, terrified, we defend ourselves.