Be a critical thinker too sometimes. Look in to your heart and give your self permission to ask your mind and question the teachings that doesn't resonate with the wisdom of your soul..
— Angie karanHeaven resonates when one sings wholeheartedly.
— Toba BetaTuning must come first. Each recital begins with a careful tightening of the pegs on the cross-bar, twisting them in their socket of red threads as each string is plucked and tested. He uses his thumb for this, softer and subtler than the plectrum, his head bent to the vibrating string and his lips slightly open, breathing quickly, as over the body of a lover.
— Ann WroeI hear you're quite the writer. Quite the teacher's pet.'I... I don't know what you mean.'No? Then maybe you're in for a surprise. And maybe it won't be a nice one.'Kate heard her voice lashing out, braver than she felt.'I don't know what you're talking about. But nothing that pertains to me is any of your business.'The match hissed again. She saw his black, black eyes flickering.'You're right. How inconsiderate of me.'Shaken, Kate willed her feet to move her forward.'You should be more careful,' Pearce said. 'Anyone could find your key. Anyone could get into your cabin.'Kate whirled to face him. 'I have a roommate. I'm not alone.'A roommate?' And he sounded like he was smiling... A dark strange smile as if she'd said something particularly funny. 'If someone wanted to get you,' Pearce said slowly, and another match went out, 'a roommate wouldn't stop them. They'd just get you. Wouldn't they?
— Richie Tankersley CusickShe (my mother) could still recite them (the poems) in full when she was lying helpless and nearly blind, in her bed, an old lady. Reciting, her voice took on resonance and firmness, it rang with the old fervor, with ferocity even. She was teaching me one more, almost her last, lesson: emotions do not grow old. I knew that I would feel as she did, and I do.
— Eudora WeltyAnd to think of all the colors in the world, blood chose to be red.
— Nelou KeramatiBut you possess one quality that no one else does. Oh? Your identity. Your history, deeds and situation. Use those to shape your creation and you will produce something unique. Whatever you make, base it upon that which is most important to you. Only then will it have depth and meaning, and only then will it resonate with others.
— Christopher PaoliniPrototypes of inventions that use novel combinations of resonance, magnetism, states of matter, certain geometries or inward swirling motion to unlock the secrets of universal energy have already been built. They provide proof of new or rediscovered principles. In many variations of these inventions, a small input triggers a disproportionately large output of useable power.'These energy converters don't violate any laws of physics if they simply tap into a previously unrecognized source of power - background space. A flow of energy from that source can continue day and night, whether or not the sun shines or the wind blows.
— Jeane ManningYes,' I continued, 'I discovered this model recently and her style never fails to be mathematically perfect. She seems to come by it naturally. As if she were born resonant. I notice Japanese models tend to do this. Like I said, they seem to have resonance somewhere deep in their culture. But Yuri Nakagawa, she's the best I've ever seen. The best model, with the most powerful resonance. I need her to probe deeper into this profound mathematical instinct, which I call resonance.
— Alexei Maxim RussellFor the merest moment I couldn't breathe. Something inside me quivered, some oud string plucked by his words, and if I breathed it would stop.He did not know the truth of me, yet he had perceived something true about me that no one else had ever noticed. And in spite of that—or perhaps because of it—he believed me good, believed me worth taking seriously, and his belief, for one vertiginous moment, made me want to be better than I was.
— Rachel Hartman