Quotes About Voice

power of a free press. Its power was amplified when everyone had a voice. Theories without a foundation in facts or basis in reality could take flight and go viral. No barriers to entry. No editors. No fact checking, or if there was, it couldn't be trusted; "fact checkers" had biases and agendas, too, after all. The loudest voices dominated the chaos that was social media hysteria, and all of

power of a free press. Its power was amplified when everyone had a voice. Theories without a foundation in facts or basis in reality could take flight and go viral. No barriers to entry. No editors. No fact checking, or if there was, it couldn't be trusted; "fact checkers" had biases and agendas, too, after all. The loudest voices dominated the chaos that was social media hysteria, and all of it contributed to the chaos. Suppression and censorship only fueled the flames.

the power of a free press. Its power was amplified when everyone had a voice. Theories without a foundation in facts or basis in reality could take flight and go viral. No barriers to entry. No editors. No fact checking, or if there was, it couldn't be trusted; "fact checkers" had biases and agendas, too, after all. The loudest voices dominated the chaos that was social media hysteria, and all of it contributed to the chaos. Suppression and censorship only fueled the flames.

One appeal of Donald Trump was the voice he gave to American nationalism. While a critic sees xenophobic rhetoric, a saner person may see a call to rise above the Democrat's divisive identity politics.

And there would come up from the sea its voice; and the sea has no voice, but mysteriously touches the strings within the soul of a man, so that the soul speaks in its own way, each soul lifting its peculiar message.

Her voice was as soft and sexy as ever. Those wide-set blue eyes every bit as distrustful as they'd been during his last encounter with her, which meant that chip on her shoulder, the one he'd tried so desperately to dislodge, remained firmly in place.

I prefer to sing in the shower vs. the car. The shower is just steam, you know, its just you, and nature, and no clothing. You know, there's nothing separating you. It's just you, and the voice - you, and the water.

Once you can express yourself, you can tell the world what you want from it. . . All the changes in the world, for good or evil, were first brought about by words.

Once you can express yourself, you can tell the world what you want from it.

once you can express yourself, you can tell the world what you want from it... all the changes, good or evil, were first brought about by words.

My whole family knows I can't sing. My voice, my sister says, is just left of the key. Just right of the tune. But I sing anyway, whenever I can.

My sister's clear soft voice opens up the world to me. I lean in so hungry for it.

History is a voice forever sounding across the centuries the laws of right and wrong. Opinions alter, manners change, creeds rise and fall, but the moral law is written on the tablets of eternity.

What a heavenly night, Jay," she said in the voice which was dearest to him. "I almost wish I could come with you"-she remembered more clearly "—in whatever happens." "I wish you could, dear," he said, though his mind had not been on such a possibility; frankly, he had suddenly looked forward to the solitary drive. But now the peculiar quality of her voice reached him and he said, with love, "I wish you could.

Or is there something else you'd rather have?" she asked, her voice a little too gentle. He felt a great dilation in his chest. "Oh, no!" he exclaimed with passion. "Oh, no!" "Very well then, let's see what we can do about it," she said, more than reassured; and suddenly she suspected in something like its full magnitude the long, careless denial, and the importance of the cap to the child.

To follow, under all circumstances, the highest promptings within you; to be always true to the divine self; to rely upon the inward Voice, the inward Light, and to pursue your purpose with a fearless and restful heart, believing that the future will yield unto you the need of every thought and effort; knowing that the laws of the universe can never fail, and that your own will come back to you with mathematical exactitude -- this is faith and the living of faith.

Con cada libro adoptamos un miedo, pequeñito y delicado como un gusano de seda. El miedo a no hacer justicia a las palabras del otro, a no ser capaz de crear una metáfora digna del momento, un símbolo propio de esa voz o aquella mirada, el temor de habernos traicionado y escribir des del ego y no desde alma.

Con cada libro adoptamos un miedo, pequeñito y delicado como un gusano de seda. El miedo a no hacer justicia a las palabras del otro, a no ser capaz de crear una metáfora digna del momento, un símbolo propio de esa voz o aquella mirada, el temor de habernos traicionado y escribir desde el ego y no desde alma.

They do sometimes protest...At these times, she sounds authoritative. But she has no authority.

Only when pressed did Mabel admit that they'd never met face to face. At most, she'd 'once' glimpsed her object 'flitting' away. 'Flitting' fits the legend of shyness, a shrinking creature, but the cutting edge of the Dickinson voice conveys the opposite: it's bared, at the ready.

Trust your inner voice.

Today Mrs. Beasley began by clearing her throat. Again, this isn't a worrisome sign. Librarians are not overly talkative so our throats can get froggy from lack of use.

Her voice sounded like a symphony after years of being denied any music

She would remember that voice as long as she lived, Bernadette thought. It was low and slightly harsh, as if he was hoarse from yelling at the top of his lungs all day. Yet there was a deep resonance to it, as well. It seemed to come from the soles of his feet, rumbling up through that long, tough-looking body and somehow being muted by the time it reached his throat. No, she revised the whimsical reflection; not muted, but tamed a little, civilised for the benefit of those who might hear it.