Jazz is the music of the body. The breath comes through brass. It is the body's breath, and the strings' wails and… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I was too tired to think. I merely felt the town as a unique unreality. What was it? I knew -- the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
There's not much left inside me, Max" Sometimes, all she heard were echoes. — Nalini Singh Copy Share Image
The future and the past are equally meaningless because they are nebulous entities, times that do not exist, containing events which have… — Tim Lebbon Copy Share Image
To write is to make oneself the echo of what cannot cease speaking. — Arnold Bennett Copy Share Image
It takes little or nothing to undo reputations, the merest trifle makes and remakes them, it is simply a question of finding… — Jose Saramago Copy Share Image
So in the heart, When, fading slowly down the past, Fond memories depart, And each that leaves it seems the last; Long… — Henry Van Dyke Copy Share Image
People want nothing but mirrors around them. To reflect them while they’re reflecting too ... Reflections of reflections and echoes of echoes.… — Ayn Rand Copy Share Image
The past shouts at you, the ugly words or actions echo down across the years. — Roland Merullo Copy Share Image
We can't find the truth listening to our own voice's echo. We can find ourselves only in someone's mirror — Rumi Copy Share Image
Yet again, an ancient answer echoes across the centuries: Listen! Listen to stories! For what stories do, above all else, is hold… — Ernest Kurtz Copy Share Image
Nature is an aeolian harp, a musical instrument whose tones are the re-echo of higher strings within us. — Novalis Copy Share Image
Tell me now in what hidden way isLady Flora the lovely Roman?Where's Hipparchia, and where is Thais,Neither of them the fairer woman?Where… — Dante Gabriel Rossetti Copy Share Image
Memory itself is an internal rumour; and when to this hearsay within the mind we add the falsified echoes that reach us… — George Santayana Copy Share Image
I'm just tired of everything…even of the echoes. There is nothing in my life but echoes…echoes of lost hopes and dreams and… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
My heart beats, echoes into the cold streets where nightmares and darkness begin to meet. — Tyga Copy Share Image
The whole narcissism and echo syndrome is usually the result of early childhood training. Those are very hard habits for anyone to… — Merrill Markoe Copy Share Image
The intricate engraving, fine lines, beading and milgrain accents echo an era defined by elaborate embellishments. — Vera Wang Copy Share Image
Inside the museum infinity goes up on trial. Voices echo, 'This is what salvation must be like after a while.' But Mona… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
There is no pattern the human mind can devise that does not exist already within the bounds of nature...Everything we do, see,… — Kate Mosse Copy Share Image
I always knew I would come to London. I loved Glasgow, but it seemed filled with echoes of my parents' lives, and… — Andrew O'Hagan Copy Share Image
