Quotes About Voice

Let us not forget that among [women's] rights is the right to speak freely.

I have come to believe over and over again that what is most important to me must be spoken, made verbal and shared, even at the risk of having it bruised or misunderstood.

Everybody is talented, original, and has something important to say.

The perversion of the mind is only possible when those who should be heard in its defence are silent.

The voice of the people is the voice of God.

The voice of one crying in the wilderness.

Her voice was ever soft, Gentle and low, an excellent thing in woman.

The ballot is stronger than the bullet.

Wisdom crieth without; she uttereth her voice in the street.

The writer must write what he has to say, not speak it.

The mike is mightier than the pen or the sword.

Murray said, "Is this Heaven?" The Voice said, "This is no place as you understand place." Murray was embarrassed, but the next question had to be asked. "Pardon me if I sound like a jackass. Are you God?

Once you commit to believing that you can trust yourself, your positive internal voice will eventually become louder than the negative external voices. Trusting what you hear—whether or not those around you agree with you—is a powerful and important step

We must fill our minds with a truth loud enough to drown our the incessant defeatist voice of the negative ego.

I had to find my sense of self, my authentic identity, my voice, and my center beyond the restrictions, limitations, and definitions that anyone else taught me, imposed upon me, or expected of me.

Doing something wrong meant that I had not pleased the person or people in charge. It also meant that what I thought, what I felt, and what I needed or desired was of little or no consequence. As I grew older, more creative, and increasingly independent, there were many situations when I acted out in unmistakable defiance of the authority figures in my life. In each and every instance when I attempted to assert my thoughts or my voice, I was corrected, punished, or both.

Perhaps they catch the secrets of our hearts and hold them for us until we are brave enough to give them voice. Pixie Girl is stupid girl.

The thing about denying someone their voice in this life is that it tends to come out in death.

Writers write because they have stories they need desperately to tell, and things they need just as vitally to say. It's not something where you have to go out and find an idea to write about, they're begging to be written. If you have nothing to say, and no story to tell...and I'm not being harsh, just honest...you're probably not a writer.

There was Ireland in his voice, dreamy wisps of it that could, unexpectedly, wind around her heart.

She's saying she doesn't know how to play football! Absolute shock vibrated in his voice. And she's heart-stopping serious!

His curses delivered in a low, vicious voice, became steadily more inventive. And, she observed with some fascination, more Irish.

In a world of chance is there a better and a worse? We yield to a stranger's embrace or give ourselves to the waves; for the blink of an eyelid our vigilance relaxes; we are asleep; and when we awake, we have lost the direction of our lives. What are these blinks of an eyelid, against which the only defence is an eternal and inhuman wakefulness? Might they not be the cracks and chinks through which another voice, other voices, speak in our lives? By what right do we close our ears to them?

Bringing the very heavens close enough to touch. It was Zsadist. His eyes closed, his head back, his mouth wide open, he sang. The scarred one, the souless one, had the voice of an angel.