Quotes About Voice

You're unbelievable," he said in a low voice, and it wasn't a compliment. "It amazes me that there was ever a time I thought you needed toughening up." "Would you prefer someone more...helpless?" Even Lucy had to admit that she had pushed him too far.

You can keep telling girls to be polite, to keep a level head and it'll all work out in the end. But don't be surprised when they figure out that you've been feeding them lies. Don't be alarmed when they grow tired of using their voices and playing by your rules. And don't be shocked when they decide that if they can't win a fair fight, they'll just have to fight dirty.

Your story is important.

I heard my grandfathers voice. What do they think-- the storms will never come? You build a house on the sand, the sand shifts eventually... Remember that.

Nothing takes you from thirty years old to thirteen faster than your mother's voice rebounding up the stairs like a tennis ball after a forehand slice.

loudspeakers.

I reminded myself that I was, probably, not clairvoyant. Just a salesman. A salesman can speed-read not only the walk, the voice, the clothes, and gestures--all of the loudspeaker announcements of identity and aspiration--but the aura of a customer's need. No one can hide from a good salesman.

She thought of all the words that went unspoken in the world, throughout time: what happened to them, where did they go? What would happen if they were all spoken? How different would the world be then?

A poem is like a score for the human voice.

Wandering, meandering, and leaving the familiar are quintessential impulses of longing. Similar to a seed nesting in the darkness that emerges into the light, longing is a growth gesture essential for connection, transformation, and innovation. It is also a voice from deep within that cannot be ignored even when we think what we long for is forever lost.

It is a queer thing. In a time of great need, when powerful leadership is demanded, the people—confused and excited—hear only the strident voices of the audacious, and refuse to listen to the voice of wisdom which, being wise, is temperate.

Her voice was unusually deep toned for a girl, he thought. Girls were always screaming what they had to say. Her throaty voice made you feel you had known her a long time.

The dead cannot cry out for justice; it is a duty of the living to do so for them.

O how wonderful is the human voice! It is indeed the organ of the soul. The intellect of man sits enshrined visibly upon his forehead and in his eye; and the heart of man is written upon his countenance. But the soul reveals itself in the voice only, as God revealed himself to the prophet in the still small voice, and in a voice from the Burning Bush. The soul of man is audible, not visible. A sound alone betrays the flowing of the eternal fountain invisible to man.

God's voice was not in the earthquake, Not in the fire, nor the storm, but it was in the whispering breezes.

And little he knew of the things that ink may do, how it can mark a dead man's thought for the wonder of later years, and tell of happenings that are gone clean away, and be a voice for us out of the dark of time, and save many a fragile thing from the pounding of heavy ages; or carry to us, over the rolling centuries, even a song from lips long dead on forgotten hills.

Hearing God is not all that difficult. If we know the Lord, we have already heard His voice - after all it was the inner leading that brought us to Him in the first place. But we can hear His voice and still miss His best if we don't keep on listening. After the what of guidance comes the when and how." (11)

The Lord will lead us into victory, but success itself is the most dangerous obstacle to properly hearing the voice of God.

Elisha instructed the young man to go back to the place where he last knew he had it. There, at that spot, God gave the young man the tool he needed. Sometimes, Duncan said, we momentarily lose our axheads—our best cutting-edge tool for ministry, which is the clear voice of God. It helps to go back to the place where we last knew we had heard the sharp edge of God's voice.

Voting is a right and if you do not want to exercise that right, who am I or who is anyone to tell you that you are wrong.

I am the only one who can speak for them, and for the children we were.

Words, unbidden, curled like smoke into her mind, his voice thick velvet over gravel. Intelligent, seductive, alluring. Dark . . .

Out of the darkness came Mr Carsington's deep voice, cool and calm. " Pray don't trouble yourselves, gentlemen. It is merely a villain come to cut our throats, rob our stores and ravish our women. No need for alarm. Mrs Pembroke has the matter in hand.

No its you," she said. How far away her voice sounded, as though it had traveled to London already, ahead of her. "Your ducal self assurance. Everything will give way to you. Even Satan's own storm." "You are definitely improving," he said. "Full mocking sentences.