Quote by Sylvia Townsend Warner

I took my lyre and said: come now, my heavenly tortoise shell: become a speaking instrument.

— Sappho

“The one thing that troubles me is the ringing; it persists in my ear day and night, like the tolling of a distant temple…

— Masuji Ibuse

“O, believe, as thou livest, that every sound that is spoken over the round world, which thou oughtest to hear, will vibrate on thine…

— Ralph Waldo Emerson

“The loveliest tinkle as of golden bells answered him. It is the fairy language. You ordinary children can never hear it, but if you…

— J.M. Barrie

He seems determined to make a trumpet sound like a tin whistle.

— Aneurin Bevan

The merry cuckow, messenger of Spring, His trumpet shrill hath thrice already sounded.

— Edmund Spenser

“A powerful wind swept through the shtetl, making it whistle. Those studying obscure texts in dimly lit rooms looked up. Lovers making amends and…

— Jonathan Safran Foer

“Lord, teach me to listen. The times are noisy and my ears are weary with the thousand raucous sounds which continuously assault them.”

— A.W. Tozer

If you hear an Onion Ring, answer it

— Toni Watson

“Today the earth speaks with resonance and clearness and every ear in every civilized country of the world is attuned to its wonderful message…

— Henry Fairfield Osborn

“Instead of singing, like the birds, I silently smiled at my incessant good fortune. As the sparrow had its trill, sitting on the hickory…

— Henry David Thoreau

“I stood transfixed, the silence ringing in my ears. From the field of wild grasses; cocksfoot, tufted hair, wild oat, tall fescue, reed canary…

— Nell Grey