#voice

Masterpieces are not single and solitary births; they are the outcome of many years of thinking in common, of thinking by the body of the people, so that the experience of the mass is behind the single voice. ↗

— Virginia Woolf

#births #body #common #experience #many

A pleasant voice, which has to include clear enunciation, is not only attractive to those who hear it... its appeal is permanent. ↗

— Loretta Young

#attractive #clear #hear #include #only

The ear of the leader must ring with the voices of the people. ↗

— Woodrow Wilson

#leader #must #people #ring #voices

At 'The Village Voice,' there were all these fevers inside the offices, that would break out into full-scale rumbles between writers. ↗

— James Wolcott

#break #fevers #full-scale #inside #into

I sat against one of the house’s clay walls. The kinship I felt suddenly for the old land... it surprised me. I’d been gone long enough to forget and be forgotten. I had a home in a land that might as well be in another galaxy to the people sleeping on the other side of the wall I leaned against. I thought I had forgotten about this land. But I hadn’t. And, under the bony glow of a halfmoon, I sensed Afghanistan humming under my feet. Maybe Afghanistan hadn’t forgotten me either. I looked westward and marveled that, somewhere over those mountains, Kabul still existed. It really existed, not just as an old memory, or as the heading of an AP story on page 15 of the San Francisco Chronicle. Somewhere over those mountains in the west slept the city where my harelipped brother and I had run kites. Somewhere over there, the blindfolded man from my dream had died a needless death. Once, over those mountains, I had made a choice. And now, a quarter of a century later, that choice had landed me right back on this soil. ↗

— Khaled Hosseini

#land #the-voice-of-the-blood #death

But there were too many points at which the other self could invade the self he wanted to preserve, and there were too many forms of invasion: certain words, sounds, lights, actions his hands or feet performed, and if he did nothing at all, heard and saw nothing, the shouting of some triumphant inner voice that shocked him and cowed him. ↗

— Patricia Highsmith

#inner-voice #inner-voicery #invasion #life #lights

You know the passage where Scarlett voices her happiness that her mother is dead, so that she can't see what a bad girl Scarlett has become? Well, that's me. ↗

— Vivien Leigh

#bad girl #become #dead #girl #happiness

As far as I'm concerned, I'm now in the business of making spiritual records and using my voice for that purpose. ↗

— Sinead O'Connor

#business #concerned #far #i #making

I had a small-town life - I worked at the local McDonald's for three years. I'm not sure why they kept me: I am something of a daydreamer and a dawdler, so they would only let me be the 'friendly voice' that greeted you when you entered the restaurant. ↗

— Rachel McAdams

#daydreamer #entered #friendly #greeted #had

I didn't really like my Sydney accent - nobody likes the sound of their own voice - and when I was a little younger tried to change my accent gradually. But I've only ever really lived in Sydney and Los Angeles, so I haven't been influenced by the accents of some far-off land. ↗

— Callan McAuliffe

#accents #angeles #been #change #ever