Echoes Quote by Percy Bysshe Shelley Download Open image “Lost Echo sits amid the voiceless mountains, And feeds her grief.” — Percy Bysshe Shelley ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.1 out of 5 (7 ratings) Copy quoteShare Echoes Grief Lost Mountain Voiceless
“Her voice rang out as clear as water from a fountain and wavered with deep emotion as the song washed away her doubt, drowned… — Anna Adams Copy Share Image
“Her voice had a thin thread of sadness running through it that made the song important, that made it tell a story that wasn’t… — Ann Petry Copy Share Image
There's not much left inside me, Max" Sometimes, all she heard were echoes. — Nalini Singh Copy Share Image
Grief,she reminded herself, is almost always for the mourner's loss. — Orson Scott Card Copy Share Image
“Soundless echoes - no voice, Sadness doth keep thee at bay, Stagnation rises as ebb & flow, Nothing alters, Unless you choose to break away.” — Truth Devour Copy Share Image
“Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she cuts and… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
“Grief wasn't a feeling. It was a thing that visited. It was a weight, a lead wall, and it pressed on her lungs and… — Meg Gardiner Copy Share Image
The everlasting universe of things Flows through the mind, and rolls its rapid waves, Now dark--now glittering--now reflecting gloom-- Now lending splendour, where from… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
“Though we eat little flesh and drink no wine, Yet let's be merry; we'll have tea and toast; Custards for supper, and an endless… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Titles are tinsel, power a corrupter, glorya bubble, and excessive wealth a libel on its possessor. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
“Poets and philosophers are the unacknowledged legislators of the world.” — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Dar'st thou amid the varied multitude To live alone, an isolated thing? — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Spirit of BEAUTY, that dost consecrate With thine own hues all thou dost shine upon Of human thought or form, where art thou gone?… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
I love tranquil solitude, And such society As is quiet, wise, and good; Between thee and me What difference? but thou dost possess The… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
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… — 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 moon's picture… — 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 no echo… — 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 the best… — 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 after all… — 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. No beginning… — 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 up a… — Ernest Kurtz Copy Share Image
