Quotes about echo
echoes empty empty-words
Empty words almost echo within themselves Cecelia Ahern
echoes occur
It echoes what is about to occur with Anakin. George Lucas
echoes
It echoes really well in the Freehold Raceway Mall.
echoes emotions intent kinds music piece scene
We look for the right piece of music that emotionally echoes the intent of the scene where it's going to be placed. And we look for all different kinds of music that echoes all different emotions and attitudes.
echoes reason spoken step top understand words
If we have echoes, those echoes step on top of the spoken word, and then you can't understand it. And if you can't understand the words here, there's no reason for a convention.
echoes silence cadence
Poetry is a projection across silence of cadences arranged to break that silence with definite intentions of echoes, syllables, wave lengths. Carl Sandburg
echoes sound infinite
Poetry is a tracing of the trajectories of a finite sound to the infinite points of its echoes. Carl Sandburg
echoes soul doubt
All the things that have ever deeply possessed your soul have been but hints of it, tantalizing glimpses, promises never quite fulfilled, echoes that died away just as they caught your ear. But if it should really become manifest - if there ever came an echo that did not die away but swelled into the sound itself - you would know it. Beyond all possibility of doubt you would say 'Here at last is the thing I was made for.' C. S. Lewis
echoes reactions
Most of your reactions are echoes from the past. You do not really live in the present.
echoes tyranny chamber
Tyranny sets up its own echo-chamber. Bruce Chatwin
echoes meanness leftists
Leftists' meanness toward those with whom they differ has no echo on the normative right. Dennis Prager
echoes existence fill pattern sprung traveling
If the universe sprung into existence and then expanded exponentially, you get gravitational waves traveling through space-time. These would fill the universe, a pattern of echoes of the inflation itself. Neil Turok
echoes soul aging
Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever and for ever. Alfred Lord Tennyson
echoes keys one-day
Seated one day at the organ, I was weary and ill at ease, and my fingers wandered idly over the noisy keys. It seemed the harmonious echo from our discordant life. Adelaide Anne Procter
echo granted hear nor pulpit wish
I take it for granted that you do not wish to hear an echo from the pulpit nor from the theological class-room. Asa Gray
echoes economic family injury practices throughout ultimately unfair
Unfair servicing practices can worsen a family's already difficult economic situation, and the injury echoes from the family to the community and ultimately throughout the economy. Elizabeth Warren
echoes plays sweet tune
How cruelly sweet are the echoes that start, When memory plays an old tune on the heart.
echo
Remorse is the echo of a lost virtue.
echoes doctors land
If thou couldst, doctor, cast The water of my land, find her disease, And purge it to a sound and pristine health, I would applaud thee to the very echo, That should applaud you again. William Shakespeare
echoes bird utterance
With mimicry, with praises, with echoes, or with answers, the poets have all but outsung the bell. The inarticulate bell has found too much interpretation, too many rhymes professing to close with her inaccessible utterance, and to agree with her remote tongue. The bell, like the bird, is a musician pestered with literature. Alice Meynell
echoes glowing voice
Leaves glowing in the sun, zealous hum of bumblebees, From afar, from somewhere beyond the river, echoes of lingering voices And the unhurried sounds of a hammer gave joy not only to me. Before the five senses were opened, and earlier than any beginning They waited, ready, for all those who would call themselves mortals, So that they might praise, as I do, life, that is, happiness. Czeslaw Milosz
echoes sound seems
The sound must seem an echo to the sense. Alexander Pope
echoes silence arches
Outside the arch, always there seemed another arch. And beyond the remotest echo, a silence. E. M. Forster
echoes giving secret
Jazz is the music of the body. The breath comes through brass. It is the body's breath, and the strings' wails and moans are echoes of the body's music. It is the body's vibrations which ripple from the fingers. And the mystery of the withheld theme, known to jazz musicians alone, is like the mystery of our secret life. We give to others only peripheral improvisations. Anais Nin
echoes pounds sound
End rhymes are not enough. Every word-sound in a poem should find an echo in another, neighbouring word's sound to achieve what Ezra Pound called melopoeia. (This is something like what the Welsh call Cynghanned.)
echoes applause platitudes
applause, n. The echo of a platitude. Ambrose Bierce
echoes people poetry
From it's inception Beat poetry was hailed as "something NEW" and "like all good spontaneous jazz, newness is acceptable and expected - by hip people who listen." But the newness of jazz has in it the echoes of J. S. Bach. Allen Ginsberg
echo eerie music time
Clothes, as much as music, have an eerie echo of time and place. Suzy Menkes
echoes voice space
The people did not elect me. I speak with one voice that may echo other people, but I am part of a group of people. That's not distancing yourself from a community, that's also allowing the space for others to speak for themselves. Edwidge Danticat
echoes whispering world
The melancholy ghosts of dead renown, Whispering faint echoes of the world's applause. Edward Young
echoes brooklyn sound
I remember when I was 5 living on Pulaski Street in Brooklyn, the hallway of our building had a brass banister and a great sound, a great echo system. I used to sing in the hallway. Barbra Streisand
echo emphasis faint fields however love passionate side soon whatever
There are no fields of amaranth on this side of the grave: there are no voices, O Rhodope! that are not soon mute, however tuneful: there is no name, with whatever emphasis of passionate love repeated, of which the echo is not faint at last. Walter Landor
echoes way one-way
One way poetry connects is across time. . . . Some echo of a writer's physical experience comes into us when we read her poem. Jane Hirshfield