Quote by F Scott Fitzgerald

“But his singing was unconscious and irrepressible - an expression of his native exuberance, the dreamy, buoyant soundtrack running through his head.”

— Jennifer Haigh

“The seasons sang to him - like ageless hymns with whisperings he could feel, but not fully understand.”

— Bodie Thoene

that voice was a deathless song.

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

“And because I was so mute and loved the names of all the words and suddenly am tired unto death please help me, everyone,…

— Stanley Kunitz

“He was little more than a voice. And I heard-him-it-this voice-other voices-all of them were so little more than voices-and the memory of that…

— Joseph Conrad

“And then I knew that the voice of the spirits had been let in-- as intense as an epileptic aura-- and that no longer…

— Anne Sexton

“It was not a musical voice, and yet it affected him like music.”

— Ann Patchett

“How sick in your mind and your soul to be scared of my voice and my words.”

— The Cure

“And even in my panic, I hear the music in his deep voice, the sounds of singing. I close my eyes, imagining my breath…

— Ally Condie

“He hadn’t dreamed it. And he couldn’t even gloat about it–what a horrible time to lose his voice.”

— Maria V. Snyder

“It was as if his song was one voice, calling out into the darkness until it was answered by another, harmonizing with its own…

— Erik Tomblin

“Your voice has haunted every inch of my soul since the last time I heard it…my world had been so dark, void of sound…

— Cassandra Giovanni