Quotes About Voices

School began in earnest next day. A profound impression was made upon me, I remember, by the roar of voices in the schoolroom suddenly becoming hushed as death when Mr. Creakle entered after breakfast, and stood in the doorway looking round upon us like a giant in a story-book surveying his captives.

A medida que esta era se vuelve más tenebrosa, más serán las voces perjudiciales para el pueblo de Dios. Los que con desgano buscan su rostro y no anhelan conocerle con fervor serán fácilmente inducidos a aceptar numerosos errores doctrinales.

e tutte le cose intorno ascoltavano sorprese che oltre il lieve mormorio degli alberi al vento altre voci esistessero.

it's raining womens voices as if they were dead even in memory

The voices blend and fuse in clouded silence: silence that is infinite of space: and swiftly, silently the sound is wafted over regions of cycles of cycles of generations that have lived.

And it was the din of all these hollow-sounding voices that made him halt irresolutely in the pursuit of phantoms. He gave them ear only for a time but he was happy only when he was far from them, beyond their call, alone or in the company of phantasmal comrades.

It pained him that he did not know well what politics meant and that he did not know where the universe ended. He felt small and weak. When would he be like the fellows in poetry and rhetoric? They had big voices and big boots and they studied trigonometry.

He waited for some moments, listening, before he too took up the air with them. He was listening with pain of spirit to the overtone of weariness behind their frail fresh innocent voices. Even before they set out on life's journey they seemed weary already of the way.

APRIL 16. Away! Away! The spell of arms and voices: the white arms of roads, their promise of close embraces and the black arms of tall ships that stand against the moon, their tale of distant nations. They are held out to say: We are alone—come. And the voices say with them: We are your kinsmen. And the air is thick with their company as they call to me, their kinsman, making ready to go, shaking the wings of their exultant and terrible youth.

He was listening with pain of spirit to the overtone of weariness behind their frail fresh innocent voices. Even before they set out on life's journey they seemed weary already.

about voices that can cry out for help in our sleep.

You can help each other, Max, said the unwelcome voice. You're perfect complements to each other. Shut up! I hissed under my breath, and Dylan looked startled. I didn't say anything. Gritting my teeth, I nodded. No, I know. It's just- I decided to take a risk and stare him down. I hear voices, okay? If you're gonna be here, get used to it. Or else keep your distance.

Don't be afraid." "I hear voices," Iggy said. "Be very afraid.

I don't know about the rest of you who have little voices, but something about mine made me feel completely compelled to listen to it.

But when the swell of voices lifted up the church, it didn't seem wrong to privately ask for mercy to shine down on this innocent soul.

Now women in comedy is a trendy topic, and people are hungering for women's voices in a way that they haven't before.

It's time for women to make their voices heard. Their silence on the subject of war and peace is deafening.

Norway's a very gender-aware country, and we're very liberal. There are lots of women's voices being heard here compared to many other countries.

29 to 30 million women voted for Donald Trump. Their voices are heard as well. They should be respected.

Almost all the voices in history have been men, but on this one question of gender, men don't talk about it. This has nothing to do with women; it has to do with men.

I feel that within the Mormon culture there is a tremendous amount of fear - of women's voices, of questioning of authority, and ultimately of our own creativity.

The women that I picked spoke sweet and low And yet gave tongue. "Hound voices" were they all.

The world has plenty of noise, Julian, but not many voices. And because there are so few, each one matters. . . That's my argument. The simple fact that we need people who remind us of the darkness.

I could almost hear their voices asking, 'Why here, why now?' But of course they could have just as easily been asking, 'Why not here, why not now?' It would not occur to this crowd that there were no special rules involved; it would not occur to them, even though they were a crowd of imaginative artists, that the whole thing was simply a matter of random, purposeless terror that converged upon a particular place at a particular time for no particular reason.