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.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
The sound of a kiss is not so loud as that of a cannon, but its echo lasts a great deal longer.
It seems that laughter needs an echo.
When you hear that howl alone at night in the forest, it's one of the most frightening sounds you'll ever hear.
If you looked at the sound pattern of an old-fashioned record, it would be very spikey. But nowadays, there's no spikes - everything looks like a brick, so the quiet bits become louder. It's actually damaging because it's like listening to a drill.
When the oak is felled the whole forest echoes with it fall, but a hundred acorns are sown in silence by an unnoticed breeze.
It's sometimes better to pretend I don't hear the sound of somebody in the nearby woods with a shotgun.
Nothing is so beautiful as spring - when weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush; Thrush's eggs look little low heavens, and thrush through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring the ear, it strikes like lightning to hear him sing.
The Rio de Contas, a wide, almost delta-like river, was startling, a sudden big sky and a feeling of openness, and very bright. It was noisy with birds. The rain forest houses most of the earth's plant and animal population. I hadn't anticipated it would be so loud.
I have one of those gravel-y voices with no range to it.
You arrive at a village, and in this calm environment, one starts to hear echo.