Voices Quotes

“Perfume was first created to mask the stench of foul and offensive odors...
Spices and bold flavorings were created to mask the taste of putrid and rotting meat...
What then was music created for?
Was it to drown out the voices of others, or the voices within ourselves?
I think I know.”
― Emilie Autumn, The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls

“I lie on the floor, washed by nothing and hanging on. I cry at night. I am afraid of hearing voices, or a voice. I have come to the edge, of the land. I could get pushed over.”
― Margaret Atwood, Cat's Eye

“A choir is made up of many voices, including yours and mine. If one by one all go silent then all that will be left are the soloists.

Don’t let a loud few determine the nature of the sound. It makes for poor harmony and diminishes the song.”
― Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration

“The magic of the present moment that is warily stored in the granary of our memory may pop up at any time and usher us along the winding paths of our life, and light up the dead points in the dim curves of our journey.
("Voices of the sea") –”
― Erik Pevernagie

“The return of the voices would end in a migraine that made my whole body throb. I could do nothing except lie in a blacked-out room waiting for the voices to get infected by the pains in my head and clear off.

Knowing I was different with my OCD, anorexia and the voices that no one else seemed to hear made me feel isolated, disconnected. I took everything too seriously. I analysed things to death. I turned every word, and the intonation of every word over in my mind trying to decide exactly what it meant, whether there was a subtext or an implied criticism. I tried to recall the expressions on people’s faces, how those expressions changed, what they meant, whether what they said and the look on their faces matched and were therefore genuine or whether it was a sham, the kind word touched by irony or sarcasm, the smile that means pity.
When people looked at me closely could they see the little girl in my head, being abused in those pornographic clips projected behind my eyes?
That is what I would often be thinking and such thoughts ate away at the façade of self-confidence I was constantly raising and repairing.

(describing dissociative identity disorder/mpd symptoms)”
― Alice Jamieson, Today I'm Alice: Nine Personalities, One Tortured Mind

“Why do gentlemen's voices carry so clearly, when women's are so easily stifled?”
― Sarah Waters, Affinity

“We hear only our own voices, still echoes returning to our emptiness.”
― Dejan Stojanovic, The Sun Watches the Sun

“The other option you have is to come to terms with this fucking life, as you call it, and put up with the suffering it involves. Put up with the suffering we all have to endure, always, to get through that and find and enjoy the happiness and joy that it brings us as well, in spite of our being alive.”
― Arnaldur Indriðason

“Writers are nothing more than borderline schizophrenics who are able to control the voices.”
― Jennifer Salaiz

“Ceaseless as the interminable voices of the bell-cricket, all night till dawn my tears flow.”
― Murasaki Shikibu, The Tale of Genji

“Although she was a logical, practical person, she believed that in books there existed a kind of magic. Between the aging covers on these shelves, contained in tiny, abstract black marks on sheets of paper, were voices from the past. Voices that reached into the future, into Claire's own heart and mind, to tell her what they knew, what they'd learned, what they'd seen, what they'd felt. Wasn't that magic?”
― Christi Phillips, The Devlin Diary

“My mouth opened.
It happened.
Yes, with my head thrown into the sky, I started howling.
Arms stretched out next to me, I howled, and everything came out of me. Visions pored up my throat and past voices surrounded me. The sky listened. The city didn't. I didn't care. All I cared about was that I was howling so that I could hear my voice and so I would remember that the boy had intensity and something to offer. I howled, oh, so loud and desperate, telling a world that I was here and I wouldn't lie down.”
― Markus Zusak, Underdog

“The older you get, the more voices you get in the back of your head.”
― Robert Jackson Bennett, American Elsewhere

“Certain voices hold this odd pull on our heartstrings. They are like sad oboes or something, something that makes you want to throw all your money at the radio while yelling, "I love you." I don't know what it is.”
― Jonathan Goldstein

“Writing is not about the voices in your head, but the voices that make the great leap to the page.”
― J.H. Glaze

“A body is a body, but only voices are capable of love”
― Ricardo Piglia, The Absent City

“Often the inspiration to write music comes from the voices in your head. You’re not crazy. Just be thankful they are not making you rescue people in 20-degree weather at 2:30 in the morning in the forest.”
― Shannon Alder

“Sometimes at night I lie awake and quarrel with the voices in my head.”
― Pat Barker, The Silence of the Girls

“History, too often, has been told from only certain perspectives. This is not good enough. History is a collective phenomenon. It can only be told through a chorus of voices. And that chorus must make room for new voices over time.”
― Charmaine Wilkerson, Good Dirt

“Near below peak of mount Merbabu in Java,
there is a forest known as the devil market.
I had been there once. And when you are there,
you will sense the crowd, voices of nothingness.
Your mind will say it is just accustics effect of the nature,
but your heart will tell you something totally different.”
― Toba Beta, My Ancestor Was an Ancient Astronaut

“Oigo voces en mi cabeza, y si no recuerdo mal, lo he hecho siempre.”
― Stephen King

“Perry was leaning into my mother as he listened to what she said. They talked so close. He only leaned closer, his hands on the table, his leg touching hers.
"It's so risky," my mother said. "Why are you doing this?"
"Because I'm human being. Because we're all human beings."
My mother closed her eyes and winced. Maybe her hearing aid was ringing and bothering her, but as I watched her turn down the volume, I wanted to tell her right then that she couldn't quiet all those outside voices forever.”
― Margaret McMullan, Sources of Light

“Gracious Love

Dear God, you’re always in control
but my eyes can clearly see
your voice is from a distance
loving hands that reach for me.

I’ve Fallin hard so many times
but I climb back on my feet
it’s only with your endless love
giving me strength I need.

Gracious love with no ending
like water against my skin
crashing waves into an open heart
as the morning sun shines in.”
― Ron Baratono

“So many voices. Not that I'm unfamiliar with voices.”
― Mark Z. Danielewski, House of Leaves

“The voices you hear today are to remind you we have rights, and we are going to make sure you know what they are, respect them, and know they will no longer be trampled upon without a fight.”
― Jeffrey G. Duarte

“Her voice is like the little machines for sharpening pencils: troublesome, but useful.”
― Rosario Castellanos, Balún Canán

“J'étais trahie par ceux que j'aimais tant, derrière lesquels je me réfugiais volontiers : les mots. « Les mots sont aussi des bourreaux qui sentent le fagot, parfois le souffre. Les mots me ramènent à zéro quand j'use mon stylo et que j'en souffre. »”
― Élodie Font, Coming In

“Voices in the wind ripple of oats, voices
At the back of the blood, at the back of the brain,
Below the deepest roots of the trees, the blown shouting trees,
Below the oats, below the rocks, below the islands,
Behind the ploughing and the sowing, the harvesting and threshing,
At the back of life.”
― Naomi Mitchison, A Girl Must Live: Stories and Poems

“It took years and years for the chorus of voices demanding an inquiry into the thousands of missing and murdered Indigenous women in Canada to be successful. We heard for years that one of the factors leading to the demise of these women was the assumption that they lived high-risk lifestyles such as working in the sex trade. This was a common reason for rejecting pleas for an inquiry. Even if this were true, does it justify a failure to protect them or properly investigate their deaths?”
― Michelle Good, Truth Telling: Seven Conversations about Indigenous Life in Canada

“The voices did their best. And I was damned
for sure, I thought
But the call came, and the wind in my hair

felt different; infinite.”
― Casey Renee Kiser, Altered States of the Unflinching Souls