Quotes About Voices

We must be willing to listen to those whose voices have been silenced, to seek out their stories, and to honor their experiences. Only then can we truly understand the complexities of our history, and the challenges we face in the present." (p. 138)

Voices Voices in my head, Chanting, 'Kisses. Bread. Prove yourself. Fight. Shove. Learn. Earn. Look for love', Drown a lesser voice, Silent now of choice: 'Breathe in peace, and be Still, for once, like me'.

Never are voices so beautiful as on a winter's evening, when dusk almost hides the body, and they seem to issue from nothingness with a note of intimacy seldom heard by day.

Never are voices so beautiful as on a winter's evening, when dusk almost hides the body, and they seem to issue from nothingness with a note of intimacy seldom heard by day.

Always the following wind of history Of others' wisdom makes a buoyant air Till we come suddenly on pockets where Is nothing loud but us; where voices seem Abrupt, untrained, competing with no lie Our fathers shouted once.

Voices Over Water" There are spirits that come back to us when we have grown into another age we recognize them just as they leave us we remember them when we cannot hear them some of them come from the bodies of birds some arrive unnoticed like forgetting they do not recall earlier lives and there are distant voices still hoping to find us

There are spirits that come back to us when we have grown into another age we recognize them just as they leave us we remember them when we cannot hear them some of them come from the bodies of birds some arrive unnoticed like forgetting they do not recall earlier lives and there are distant voices still hoping to find us — W.S. Merwin, "Voices Over Water," Garden Time . (Copper Canyon Press September 13, 2016)

Today, comics is one of the very few forms of mass communication in which individual voices still have a chance to be heard.

What means this glory round our feet, The Magi mused, "more bright than morn!" And voices chanted clear and sweet, "To-day the Prince of Peace is born.

Normally I play dads, good guys, and little animals.

My mom, dad, grandparents, we all do voices.

Peacefully, and patriotically make your voices heard.

I know that everyone here will soon be marching over to the Capitol building to peacefully and patriotically make your voices heard.

Well, now I'm all jealous. I wish I had little voices in my head. Guess I'll just have to settle for people really being out to get me. Bitch, she said cordially. Bimbo.

the thinkers' collected voices inked onto each crowded page. An ecstasy of ink, every paragraph laboring to outline the shape of the world.

Sometimes I heard voices muttering in my head, and a lot of the time the world seemed to smolder around its edges. but I was in a little better physical shape every day, I was getting my looks back, and my spirits were rising, and this was all in all a happy time for me. All these weirdos, and me getting a little better right in the midst of them. I had never known, never even imagined for a heartbeat, that there might be a place for people like us.

Are you hearing unusual sounds or voices?" the doctor asked. "Help us, oh God, it hurts," the boxes of cotton screamed. "Not exactly," I said.

She was guilty, after all, of success, a success that stemmed from birthright and privilege. She took hope for granted, saw opportunity as her due, and had never really had to worry about vanishing into a sea of unseen faces and unseen voices.

Murtagh was one of those men who always looked a bit startled to find that women had voices, but he nodded politely enough.

I walked down the hallway, my steps muffled by the long Turkey carpet that covered the parquet. There was an indistinguishable murmur of male voices ahead. I turned a corner into a shorter corridor and saw a door ahead from which light spilled—that must be the Governor's private office. Inside, I heard Jamie's voice.

tent for a day and a night. The tent shook and heaved, and voices

What of those loving, accepting, understanding voices? Do you hear them? Or do you only hear what hurts?

It is within you that the ghosts acquire voices.

We were peering into this darkness, crisscrossed with voices, when the change took place: the only real, great change I've ever happened to witness, and compared to it the rest is nothing