You arrive at a village, and in this calm environment, one starts to hear echo.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
It seems that laughter needs an echo.
Translation is at best an echo.
If you're in a forest, the quality of the echo is very strange because echoes back off so many surfaces of all those trees that you get this strange, itchy ricochet effect.
Knowledge is soon changed, then lost in the mist, an echo half-heard.
The more faithfully you listen to the voices within you, the better you will hear what is sounding outside.
Even Echo speaks not on these radiant moors.
As all of us are only too aware, the loud and frantic voices of the outer world easily drown out the small, still loving voice within.
At 'The Village Voice,' there were all these fevers inside the offices, that would break out into full-scale rumbles between writers.
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.
I will offer a choice, not an echo.