Dogs are voiceless ... a critical part of having dogs is emotional responsibility: learning how to understand them and, when necessary, to speak and act on their behalf.
somebody/ anybody sing a black girl's song bring her out to know herself to know you but sing her rhythms carin/ struggle/ hard times sing her song of life she's been dead so long closed in silence so long she doesn't know the sound of her own voice her infinite beauty she's half-notes scattered without rhythm/ no tune sing her sighs sing the song of her possibilities sing a righteous gospel let her be born let her be born & handled warmly.
She takes your voice and leaves you howling at the moon.
I was raped when I was very young. I told my brother the name of the person who had done it. Within a few days the man was killed. In my child's mind--seven and a half years old--I thought my voice had killed him. So I stopped talking for five years.
The ones who have a voice must speak for those who are voiceless.
The answer is simple, and harsh. The market did not reward saving the lives of these children, and governments did not subsidize it. So the children died because their mothers and their fathers had no power in the market and no voice in the system.
I feel it's selfish when you don't use your voice, because then you're just relishing the attention - you're not using it for good.
The average Indian woman doesn't even have a voice.
I like to give a voice to others, especially things neglected or despised.
The problem with Muslim women is less that we cannot speak the language, but that no one listens to us.
You know, some people got no choice, and they can never find a voice, to talk with that they can even call their own. So the first thing that they see, that allows them the right to be, why they follow it, you know, it's called bad luck.
How can one not speak about war, poverty, and inequality when people who suffer from these afflictions don't have a voice to speak?
I don't have anything to say in any picture.
We cannot rely upon the silenced to tell us they are suffering.
The thing about animals that speaks to me so much is that my passion for the animals and against animal abuse is based on the knowledge that these creatures which think and feel can't speak for themselves. I feel it is my responsibility to speak for those who can't speak for themselves.
Silence is the demon's trap, and the more one is silenced, the more terrible the demon; but silence is also the divinity's mutual understanding with the single individual.
My voice was not heard, the questions were not asked that I wanted to see asked.
I don't know if I have a voice of my own. I don't see me being an important person with something to say. I haven't. I've got nothing to say. My opinion is of no consequence or value.
I just didn't have anything to say, so I said nothing.
Our masters have not heard the people's voice for generations and it is much, much louder than they care to remember.
Being an outsider means not being heard, not having a voice. It means being treated as a second-class citizen, being diminished in the eyes of others. We have all felt this way at one time or another, but some feel it more consistently. Unfortunately, our schools often do not embrace the talents of many of their occupants.
Unless the poor of the world agitate for themselves to be heard, there will be no changes in their circumstances.
... it is not difference which immobilizes us, but silence.
There was no one left to speak for me.
I felt like that growing up - that I didn't have a voice.
