I lost my voice. I'd never had to cancel a show before and I had to walk around with a pad and a pen, writing things down.
I bark my voice out through a closed throat, pretty much. It's more, perhaps, like a dog in some ways. It does have its limitations, but I'm learning different ways to keep it alive.
We know Roger Ebert loved the 'Sun-Times' and his career as a newspaper columnist. But ironically, it was his illness and losing his voice that caused him to explore another venue.
There's very little I can sing now. When I asked my first voice teacher, who was the best one, "When will I know when to stop singing?" he said, "Your voice will tell you." And it is very, very difficult to sing now.
In a manner of speaking. I certainly never want to lose my voice as an educator.
Suddenly it was gone. I'd lost more than my voice and my career. I'd lost my best friend.
I went from somebody who didn't sing to somebody who didn't speak.
One day I promised God that if he would give me my voice back I would never smoke again. I got three octaves back after quitting.
Well, I don't think a specific role can destroy your voice. What can destroy your voice is when you... make an error. Everybody can make an error. But then you need to realize what is your way.
When I was young, my voice was so strong, and I would annoy people because I had such a loud little voice. And then it changed, and I thought I wouldn't be able to sing again, because I thought you had to sing like Christina Aguilera to be a singer.
First I lost weight, then I lost my voice, and now I've lost Onassis.
I started singing in the bathroom. Nothing was coming out. It was ghastly.
I blew my voice out and the doctor said, don't even talk for a week.
If I go three days without vocalizing, the voice is gone.
If a pig loses its voice, is it disgruntled?
I'm terrified of losing my voice.
After I left the 'Daily Show,' I was kind of sitting out for five years. I know what it's like to not be able to have that platform for my voice the way I want it.
The night of Floyd Mayweather vs Manny Pacquiao. I woke up that morning with a very, very bad case of laryngitis and couldn't speak at all. I had no voice. And I was able, just by having chicken soup and barley and salt water, to have just enough for that one fight.
It's not that I always had this impeccable voice. Some 15-18 years ago, I started noticing that I could not reach higher octaves.
I've learnt to accept what has happened to my voice, I suppose, but I do wish it didn't sound quite so rough.
Well, the first year I lost my voice I didn't mind so much because I was going to have a baby and I was distracted with him anyway, I didn't even think about it that much, well, OK, this is what's happening.
Time is my enemy. Time will catch up with me vocally. And I dread that. I dread to think about life without singing.
The first night you walk down to a comedy club, at least for me, I had my voice, and then I went on stage and I lost it.
If you are burned, you are naturally anxious to see what your face looks like as soon as they take the bandages off. In my case, it was my voice that was my main concern.
He pleaded so much that he lost his voice. His bones began to fill with words.
