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commotion and flurry.
We made the noise of savage animals, of men.
The word "noise" is derived from the Latin word nausea.
the distant cries of the seagulls
Q: What sound or noise do you love? A: Puppies sighing.
loud laughter, phones ringing and the smell
Noise is any pattern we don't understand. [ ... ] If we perceive something as noise, it's most likely a failure of ourselves, not a failure of the universe.
They say you cannot make a noise to annoy yourself ...
In antiquity there was only silence. In the nineteenth century, with the invention of the machine, Noise was born. Today, Noise triumphs and reigns supreme over the sensibility of men.
Then I heard a noise I'd never heard in real life before. The kind of noise you hear in movies when horse's hooves are beating on cobblestones or the members of Monty Python were cracking together coconuts.
Everyday objects shriek aloud.
It is strange how loud little sounds become when you are in the dark and doing something wrong.
Music is the cup that holds the wine of silence. Sound is that cup, but empty. Noise is that cup, but broken.
Sometimes silence carried more impact than noise
The sound of our lack of conversation amplified by the echo of our footsteps on the stone around us.
quietness has a strange, buzzing hum that can nearly break you apart.
I was beginning to realize that what I wanted was the noise of people living near me, but not near enough to cause any inaudible noises to show up because I knew that those sorts of noises often shift into inaudible minor chords and I am unable to deal with that shift.
Noise is evolving not only the endurers of noise but the needers of noise.
Car horns, shrill and prolonged, blared one after another. Flashing sirens heralded endless emergencies, and a fleet of buses rumbled past, their doors opening and closing with a powerful hiss, throughout the night. The noise was constantly distracting, at times suffocating.
Sounds of life and movement, people getting ready and people giving up, the sound of hope and the sound of hanging on, and behind them all, the quiet, deadly ticking of a thousand hungry clocks ...
When millions of tons of angry elephant come spinning through the sky, and there was no one there to hear it, does it - philosopically speaking - make a noise
In every country is a word which attempts the sound of cats, to match an inisolable portrait in the clouds to a din in the air. But the constant noise is not an omen of music to come.
Make as much racket as you like people. Noise is life and an excess of noise is a sign that life is good. There will be time for us all to be quiet when we are safely dead.
The loudest noise in the world is silence.
So lets knock a couple back and make some noise
47 - A noisy noise annoys an oyster.
Silence is a still noise.
Ask the world to reveal its quietude- not the silence of machines when they are still, but the true quiet by which birdsongs, trees, bellworts, snails, clouds, storms become what they are, and are nothing else.
Big mouths and small brains make the strangest noises.
..the happy hum of humanity.
There is nothing more harrowing than a deadly hush with the feel of a great noise around it
A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
It was the sort of noise that makes the silence that comes after it roll forward like a warm avalanche.
NOISE, n. A stench in the ear. Undomesticated music. The chief product and authenticating sign of civilization.
Everyone's screaming,
I try to make a sound,
But no one hears me
Loud ringing noises, I've discovered, upset Mr.Peepers.
The more noise, the higher I get.
Keep talking to me," he whispers.
I pause. "Doesn't noise hurt your head?"
Thick lashes cast shadows at the tops of his cheeks. "Your voice isn't noise. It's a song I want to hear over and over."
Oh. My.
metal on metal screech outside. It sounded
...Let's make a break... stop this sound.... I think that I heard a strange noise...
Of all the most devastating sounds in the universe, silence is the most powerful.
Scientists have determined that the most irritating sound to the human ear is the sound of a knife cutting a glass bottle. And the second-worst sound is a fork scratching a glass bottle. Evidently they did all their research at the Picnic for Morons.
When neighbours interact with each other, it is only natural that sometimes they will run into problems of some kind or another. As long as they respect each other, properly manage differences, and pursue mutual benefits, there will be harmonious sound instead of jarring noises.
SILENCE. The most loaded sound in human history.
The voices were muffled; the din of a
I made a sad little noise. If my dick had been capable of noise, it would have made sad sounds, too.
Thank God it wasn't, or that motherfucker would have never shut up.
There are things that go bump in the night
There were such sounds as are not heard in daylight - moon sounds and cloud sounds and sounds of dark wind; branches talked and other small voices answered in anxious undertones.
Noisy. Quiet places are the noisiest.
The most disturbing sound in the world comes from the alarm clock at 5:30am
The rumble of a subway train,
the rattle of the taxis.
Wherever we are, what we hear is mostly noise. When we ignore it, it disturbs us. When we listen to it, we find it fascinating.
Good God! What in the hell was that noise?" The man in front of them turned in his seat. "That's what I've been asking myself this half hour and then some
Sometimes silence is needed the most when life is so full of noise.
We hear the ambient noise of children singing. We hear lions and tigers roar. Hyenas laugh. Some jungle bird or howler monkey declares its existence, screeching a maniac's gibberish. Our entire world, always doing battle against the silence and obscurity of death.
It was a sound like someone trying not to make a sound.
The silences here are retreats of sound, like the retreat of the surf before a tidal wave: sound draining away, down slopes of acoustic passage, to gather, someplace else, to a great surge of noise.
I heard the pitter patter of little old feet.
Let every thought come and hug you, but you don't hug anything. Then, gradually, the noise will start to back off.
Noise: a stench in the ear.
There's this rushing sound, like white noise.
The sound of nothing.
I'm making a lot of noise as I walk.
What's that sound? Oh, nothing. Just my heart exploding into a million pieces.
The joyous clamor in my mind drowned out the strange sound outside the car: a humming noise that was gathering speed and growing louder, a roar that was not the waves curling up the beach.
It's strange how money seems to silence a neighborhood," I say quietly. "On my street, where no one has money, it's so loud. Sirens blaring, people shouting, car doors slamming, stereos thumping. There's always someone, somewhere, making noise.
There was a terrible ghastly silence. There was a terrible ghastly noise. There was a terrible ghastly silence. The
swallowed by another noise: an indistinct thudder.
These were loud sounds, which were, therefore, public sounds, which, in turn, meant they were everyone's problem and, therefore, not mine. But small sounds were nearby and suggested such things as stealth betrayed, and were, therefore, pressing and personal.
Silences, as every observer knows, have strange characteristics all their own - passionate silences, and hateful silences, and silences full of friendly, purring content.
The most dangerous silence is noise; noise keeps us from hearing what we need to hear or from speaking what we need to speak.
sometimes, silence can be very loud
If I could make noise with anything, I was going to.
Was on the point of crying at her, 'Don't you hear them?' The dusk was repeating them in a persistent whisper all around us, in a whisper that seemed to swell menacingly like the
Thudding racket of the rock crushers pulverizing ore. The sound of the stamps in operation is the sound of money being made, and only two things will stop them - Christmas and tragedy.
Is there anything sexier than the noises a man makes during sex?
A thing, until it is everything, is noise, and once it is everything it is silence.
As it grows ever more complicated today, musical art seeks out combinations more dissonant, stranger, and harsher for the ear. Thus, it comes ever closer to the noise-sound.
Do you know what the three most exciting sounds in the world are?
Anchor chains, airplane motors and train whistles.
Urrrrnngh.
What is that noise.
Regretful polar bear.
Your house sounds like a train at midday,
the wasps buzz, the saucepans sing,
the waterfall enumerates the deeds of the dew ...
There were strange noises in the room, great bellowing sobs that did not sound like anything human. They bounced off the wals, echoing in her ears. Stop! she wanted to cry at the person who was making the noise. Then she realised that it was her.
There is always a certain noise in applause: even in the applause we give ourselves.
The murmuring of many voices, the upturning of many faces, the pressing on of many footsteps in the outskirts of the
And in any case ... there are no more supernatural noises nowadays ...
Miss Scarlet in the bedroom with the candlestick... Noises
One disagreeable result of whispering is that it seems to evoke an atmosphere of silence, haunted by the ghosts of sound - strange cracks and tickings, the rustling of garments that have no substance in them, and the tread of dreadful feet that would leave no mark on the sea-sand or the winter snow.
Music is an equation of noises and I fucking damn like noises... I die for one more noise.
Sometimes the sound of silence is the most deafening sound of all.
Quiet, by its nature, slips away unnoticed. But once it's gone, we notice.
Everything that lives makes noise. What an argument for the mineral kingdom!
How noiseless falls the foot of time!
In the early days, it was nearly omnipresent, a constant background noise, like the hum of traffic on a busy highway: the sound of a human being in pain.
I'm noise-sensitive. It's always better for me if things are quiet, so I can concentrate.
Somtimes silence can be the loudest thing.
I frequently hear music in the heart of noise.
Noise pollution is a relative thing. In a city, it's a jet plane taking off. In a monastery, it's a pen that scratches.
way it sounded, scraping and scuffling
The isle is full of noises,
Sounds, and sweet airs that give delight and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices
That, if I then had waked after long sleep,
Will make me sleep again.
Sometimes silence become the most excruciating sound; sometimes the mind becomes a musical symphony of clouded thoughts, questions and clarifications but the vocals fail to present the sound of conversation.
The MRI has a repertoire of noises that resemble, in no particular order: a game-show buzzer for a wrong answer, urgent knocking, a modem from 1992, a grizzly-bear growl, and a man with a raspy voice shouting what sounds like "mother cooler!