sound made by a human being using the vocal tract From Wikiquote, the free quote compendium
Voice is the sound made by a human being using the vocal folds for talking, singing, laughing, crying, screaming, and other controlled sounds emanating from the mouth.
The devil hath not, in all his quiver's choice, An arrow for the heart like a sweet voice.
His voice no touch of harmony admits, Irregularly deep, and shrill by fits. The two extremes appear like man and wife Coupled together for the sake of strife.
If there was a lot of emotion in my voice today, it's because we've all been waiting for this day for a long time. It felt so great, … the people at this company are doing the best work of their lives, the best work that Apple has ever done.
...the works of artists in clay, marble, and iron, and on canvas are enduring, and eagerly sought for. But the most wonderful of all, the power of the human voice, goes to the winds and is lost forever.
A voice, a little while ago / still in my heart is singing, / my heart has been wounded / by the song of Lindoro (tr. from Italian "Una voce poco fa / qui nel cor mi risuonò; /il mio cor ferito è già,/e Lindor fu che il piagò.")
Cesare Sterbini, libretto of Rossini opera "The Barber of Seville'", aria "Una voce poco fa."
He ceased; but still their trembling ears retained The deep vibrations of his witching song.
James Thomson, Castle of Indolence (1748), Canto I, Stanza 20.
Vox faucibus hæsit.
My voice stuck in my throat.
Virgil, Æneid (29-19 BC), II. 774; III. 48; IV. 280.
He ceased: but left so charming on their ear His voice, that listening still they seemed to hear.
Homer, The Odyssey, Book II, line 414. Pope's translation.
The voice so sweet, the words so fair, As some soft chime had stroked the air; And though the sound had parted thence, Still left an echo in the sense.
A Locanian having plucked all the feathers off from a nightingale and seeing what a little body it had, "surely," quoth he, "thou art all voice and nothing else." (Vox et præterea nihil).
Plutarch, Laconic Apothegms. Credited to Lacon Incert, XIII, by Lipsius.
Her voice was like the voice the stars Had when they sang together.
A sweet voice, a little indistinct and muffled, which caresses and does not thrill; an utterance which glides on without emphasis, and lays stress only on what is deeply felt.