Neal Shusterman Quotes

...If there's a noise in the woods, and there's nobody around to hear it, is it really a noise?" "Of course it is," she replied calmly. "How did you reach that conclusion?" Beldin demanded. "Because there's no such thing as an empty place, uncle. There are always creatures around --wild animals, mice, insects, birds --and they can all hear." "But what if there weren't? What if the woods are truly empty?" "Why waste your time talking about an impossibility?

The harmony of a concert, to which you listen with delight, must have on certain classes of minute animals the effect of terrible thunder; perhaps it kills them.

As it enters the ear, does it come in like broken glass or does it come in like honey?

Hearing, which, by the motion of the air, informs us of the motion of sounding or vibrating bodies.

If sound is music and came from silence, then silence is potentially greater than sound. If the sound is effective, it should actually have a chemical - some sort of physiological - effect on the listener, so he doesn't have to hear that sound again.

If no one heard your sounds then you did not really make them.

There's no such thing as silence. Something is always happening that makes a sound.

Do you not then hear this horrible scream all around you that people usually call silence.

In every sound, the hidden silence sleeps.

I saw a tree fall in the woods, and I didn't hear it.

Laughter appears to stand in need of an echo, Listen to it carefully: it is not an articulate, clear, well-defined sound; it is something which would fain be prolonged by reverberating from one to another, something beginning with a crash, to continue in successive rumblings, like thunder in a mountain.

When I hear what we call music, it seems to me that someone is talking. And talking about his feelings, or about his ideas of relationships. But when I hear traffic, the sound of traffic - here on Sixth Avenue, for instance - I don’t have the feeling that anyone is talking. I have the feeling that sound is acting. And I love the activity of sound... I don’t need sound to talk to me.

If a tree falls in the forest and nobody is there to hear it, doesn't it just lie there and rot?

Each environment has its own signature. Sound tells a story: You make choices about what you're hearing, where to look, how you want to feel about what's going on.

The site of hearing was now known to be in the cochlea.

The world is never quiet, even its silence eternally resounds with the same notes, in vibrations which escape our ears. As for those that we perceive, they carry sounds to us, occasionally a chord, never a melody.

Hearing is a form of touch. You feel it through your body, and sometimes it almost hits your face.

If a tree falls in the forest, and no one is there to hear it, it makes no sound.

All sounds are sharper in winter; the air transmits better.

Bronze makes the most complex waveforms of any substance known to man. It creates these vibrations that will just crack your skull.

Beautiful music plays, but not everyone with ears can hear it.

Colour is the touch of the eye, Music to the deaf, A word out of darkness.

Soun is noght but air ybroken, And every speche that is spoken, Loud or privee, foul or fair, In his substaunce is but air; For as flaumbe is but lighted smoke, Right so soun is air ybroke.