Quotes About Voice

Capta essa outra coisa de que na verdade falo porque eu mesma não posso.

But there are those who starve to death and all I can do is be born. My rigmarole is: what can I do for them? My answer is: paint a fresco in adagio. I could suffer the hunger of others in silence but a contralto voice makes me sing—I sing dull and black. It's my message of a person alone. A person eats another from hunger. But I fed myself with my own placenta. And I'm not going to bite my nails because this is a tranquil adagio.

December, 1919 Last night I heard your voice, mother, The words you sang to me When I, a little barefoot boy, Knelt down against your knee. And tears gushed from my heart, mother, And passed beyond its wall, But though the fountain reached my throat The drops refused to fall. 'Tis ten years since you died, mother, Just ten dark years of pain, And oh, I only wish that I Could weep just once again.

Then the voice in your head silently tells you to take your foot off your throat because just getting along shouldn't be an ambition.

True poetry ought to be secret and clandestine, concealed like a prohibited voice of dissent, while at the same time it should speak to everyone.

Sunt aproape mort acum. Miros t?mâie ?i mult fum . Totu?i mai aud ceva... Ani lumina, vocea ta...

The fact is that no language can be truly alive that is not used by women.

sat transfixed by the rhythm of that voice – the strong view lightly stated. It wasn't words plus pictures.

We have heard that voice before, but it was later: it was only yesterday, in the Ukraine, at one of the Dubno shooting pits,

That lovely voice; how I should weep for joy if I could hear it now!

Her stormy eyes, her sincere sensuality, the softness of her skin and her voice

He varied his theme, embellished it with vocalizations , fell in love with his voice, became this distraught, intoxicated and panting singer, whom one listens to with the unbearable desire to see him sing.-Colette, Les Vrilles de la Vigne

The lord whose is the oracle at Delphoi neither utters nor hides his meaning, but shows it by a sign. The Sibyl, with raving lips uttering things mirthless, unbedizened, and unperfumed, reaches over a thousand years with her voice, thanks to the god in her.

The prophet's voice possessed of god requires no ornament, no sweetening of tone, but carries over a thousand years.

May you hear my feeble voice! It will tell you that here below there is a heart full of the memory of you.

they all believed, without any sort of doubt, that they deserved to be heard, that their words ought to be heard, that the narratives of their faultless lives must be heard. They all had the same unwavering certainty my father had. And I understood that this was the certainty that Bevel wanted on the page.

No gossip ever dies away entirely, if many people voice it: It too is a kind of divinity.

Render me the texture of flesh. Pick me what it is, in the timbre of the voice, that marks out the living from the dead.

We cannot live in a world interpreted for us by others. An interpreted world is not a hope. Part of the terror is to take back our listening, to use our own voice, to see our own light.

We are here to advance the cause of women and to advance the cause of democracy and to make it absolutely clear that the two are inseparable. There cannot be true democracy unless women's voices are heard. There cannot be true democracy unless women are given the opportunity to take responsibility for their own lives.

I'm afraid my voice is going to break. I am afraid she is going to hear how much this hurts.

He looks at me and blinks, as through a fog. "This is an absolutely terrible idea," he says with a kind of amazement in his voice. "Yes," I tell him, kicking off my boots. -Cardan and Jude

His voice had a faint trace of an accent she couldn't place - one that made her pretty sure he was no local kid infected the night before.

It was a voice so full of emotion that it sounded like no emotion at all.