Echoes Quotes

All truth contains an echo of sadness.

All whispers and echoes from a past that is gone teem into the sleeper's brain, and he is with them, and part of them.

Every time you opt in to kindness Make one connection, used to divide us It echoes all over the world

Leftists' meanness toward those with whom they differ has no echo on the normative right.

Mozart's music is the mysterious language of a distant spiritual kingdom, whose marvelous accents echo in our inner being and arouse a higher, intensive life.

The difference between an echo chamber and a filter bubble in my mind is an echo chamber you choose to in with likeminded people, a filter bubble chooses you and you don't really see it.

The melancholy ghosts of dead renown, Whispering faint echoes of the world's applause.

Our quarrel with the world is an echo of the endless quarrel proceeding within us.

Some people, when they hear an echo, think they originated the sound.

That which an age considers evil is usually an unseasonable echo of what was formerly considered good - the atavism of an old ideal.

I listened for the echo, and I heard only praise —

Virtue is no empty echo.

The poetic image […] is not an echo of the past. On the contrary: through the brilliance of any image, the distant past resounds with echoes.

Souls live on in perpetual echoes.

For that great Love speaks in the most wretched and dirty hearts; only the tone of its voice depends on the echoes of the place in which it sounds.

I leave you but the sound of many a word In mocking echoes haply overheard, I sang to heaven. My exile made me free, from world to world, from all worlds carried me.

As a boy,I was extremely shy, certainly as a result of my upbringing. I was an expert blusher,and some of my harsh actions may echo this shyness by way of compensation.

Everything that is printed and bound in a book contains some echo at least of the best that is in literature.

No way of thinking or doing, however ancient, can be trusted without proof. What everybody echoes or in silence passes by as true to-day may turn out to be falsehood to-morrow.

The answer to our prayer may be the echo of our resolve.

Man ... has an inborn religious sentiment that whispers of a God to his inmost soul, as a shell taken from the deep yet echoes forever the ocean's roar.

Are my words ever actually audible, or do they just echo in my head while people stare at me, waiting?

In my palm I can feel the echo of her pulse, standing in for the absense of mine.

The preoccupation with the choice of a mate both by male and female I regard as a continuing echo of the major selective force by which we have evolved.

We all develop relationships with each other based on our first relationships, and then how we experience them. But inevitably they are echoes of earlier on. In my belief.

I had come to feel that my mother's love for me was designed solely to make me into an echo of her; and I didn't know why, but I felt that I would rather be dead than become just an echo of someone.

To say that you can't see echoes of the past in what I do would be absurd. Everything that has preceded me has affected me.

echo, the death of a sound that had nowhere to go but to come back.

If you live to be 100 years old, what you've done here for the last two days, weeks, monthswhat you've done here will echo in eternity.

We need that expression. Whether we want to call it protest or not, we need to express and echo the echoes of the people. Artists need to do that.

Certain artists have a role to echo the echoes of the people and that's what I'll be doing on my next album.

There are definitely things about 'Legendary Child' that echo the music we did earlier in our career. It's got the right stuff.

I asked of Echo 't other day (Whose words are few and often funny), What to a novice she could say Of courtship, love, and matrimony. Quoth Echo, plainly, "Matter-o'-money.

Videogames are indeed design: They're sophisticated virtual machines that echo the mechanical systems inside cars.

Did you know that there is no exact rhyme in the Russian language for the word 'pravda'? Ponder and weigh this insufficiency in your mind. Doesn't that just echo down the canyons of your soul?

Echo is a servant of the Nightray house.

With all the mass media concentrated in a few hands, the ancient faith in the competition of ideas in the free market seems like a hollow echo of a much simpler day.

I used to write as an escape. There's no escape. There's just me sending my voice into the dark, waiting for an echo.

Still, as Christmas-tide comes round, They remember it again - Echo still the joyful sound "Peace on earth, good-will to men!"

History does not so much repeat as echo, I suppose.

I have not loved the World, nor the World me; I have not flattered its rank breath, nor bowed To its idolatries a patient knee, Nor coined my cheek to smiles,-nor cried aloud In worship of an echo.

...the sound of our lack of conversation amplified by the echo of our footsteps on the stone around us.

A dissolute character is more dissolute in thought than in deed. And the same is true of violence. Our violence in word and deed is but a feeble echo of the surging violence of thought in us.

All that is not eternal is eternally out of date. C. S. LEWIS, The Four Loves Life is short. Eternity is long. BENTLEY LITTLE, His Father's Son What we do now echoes in eternity.

Froi heard Zabat's voice echo over and over again throughout the gorge. Wonderful. The gods had found a way of multiplying the idiot's voice.

The whole narcissism and echo syndrome is usually the result of early childhood training. Those are very hard habits for anyone to break.

For echo is the soul of the voice exciting itself in hollow places.

Oftentimes I deliberately put ambiguity into my books so that... the reader is left with an echo of: 'How much of this was from me?'

With the Internet there is even more fractioning since we are in echo chambers. With so much propaganda it is hard to calm down enough to listen.

Sometimes big things happen, and they echo. Those echoes crash across worlds. They are the ripples in the fabric of things. Often they manifest as storms. Reality is a fragile thing, after all.