Pastoral Resources

The sports world is an echo chamber. All it takes is one quote from a general manager and a thousand sports columns bloom.

Sublimity is the echo of great mind.

Publishing a volume of verse is like dropping a rose petal down the Grand Canyon and waiting for the echo.

Writing a book of poetry is like dropping a rose petal down the Grand Canyon and waiting for the echo.

Music is the harmonious voice of creation; an echo of the invisible world.

You arrive at a village, and in this calm environment, one starts to hear echo.

Any effects created before 1975 were done with either tape or echo chambers or some kind of acoustic treatment. No magic black boxes!

Seated one day at the organ, I was weary and ill at ease, and my fingers wandered idly over the noisy keys. It seemed the harmonious echo from our discordant life.

Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.

And now, once again, I bid my hideous progeny go forth and prosper. I have an affection for it, for it was the offspring of happy days, when death and grief were but words, which found no true echo in my heart.

It is the folly of too many to mistake the echo of a London coffee-house for the voice of the kingdom.

When you're singing you can hear the echo of people in the audience singing every single word with you, and that was that big dream that I had for myself. It's happening.

To me, there is nothing better than me going into the studio with a live band and hearing those violins and that echo and that sound. I mean I loved it.

This is Port of Spain to me, a city ideal in its commercial and human proportions, where a citizen is a walker and not a pedestrian, and this is how Athens may have been before it became a cultural echo.

Knowledge is soon changed, then lost in the mist, an echo half-heard.

I would hurl words into this darkness and wait for an echo, and if an echo sounded, no matter how faintly, I would send other words to tell, to march, to fight, to create a sense of hunger for life that gnaws in us all.