Look, I really don’t want to wax philosophic, but I will say that if you’re alive, you got to flap your arms and legs, you got to jump around a lot, you got to make a lot of noise, because life is the very opposite of death. And therefore, as I see it, if you’re […]
Accustomed to the veneer of noise, to the shibboleths of promotion, public relations, and market research, society is suspicious of those who value silence.
It’s the empty can that makes the most noise.
I went into show business to make a noise, to “pronounce myself”. I want to go on making the loudest noise to the most people.
Music and silence – how I detest them both! How thankful we should be that ever since our Father entered Hell – though longer ago than humans, reckoning in light years, could express – no square inch of infernal space and no moment of infernal time has been surrendered to either of those abominable forces, […]
If you love not the noise of the bells, why pull the ropes?
I like the noise of democracy.
The impulse to create beauty is rather rare in literary men. Far ahead of it comes the yearning to make money, and after the yearning to make money comes the yearning to make a noise.
The stars make no noise.
I have never found a sound to be nerve-racking, not even a burglar alarm.