“They don't make poles long enough for me want to touch Microsoft products, and I don't want any mass-marketed game-playing device or Windows appliance near my desk or on my network. This is my workbench, dammit, it's not a pretty box to impress people with graphics and sounds. When I work at this system up to 12 hours a day, I'm profoundly uninterested in what user interface a novice user would prefer.” PeopleWantLongEnoughGamesSoundHoursProductsMassWindowBoxesDevicesUsersDesksImpressMicrosoftInterfacesAppliancesNovicesUninterestedUser Interface Author:Erik Naggum
“What happiness it is to listen to rain at night; joyful relief, ease; a lapping-round and hushing and brooding tenderness, all are mingled together in the sound of the fast-falling rain. God, looking down upon the rainy earth, sees how faint are these lights shining in little windows, - how easily put out.” LittlesLightEarthTogetherNightFallSoundRainWindowShiningRoundsEaseReliefJoyfulTendernessRainyBroodingLooking DownRain At Night Author:Katherine Mansfield
“There are houses in certain provincial towns whose aspect inspires melancholy, akin to that called forth by sombre cloisters, dreary moorlands, or the desolation of ruins. Within these houses there is, perhaps, the silence of the cloister, the barrenness of moors, the skeleton of ruins; life and movement are so stagnant there that a stranger might think them uninhabited, were it not that he encounters suddenly the pale, cold glance of a motionless person, whose half-monastic face peers beyond the window-casing at the sound of an unaccustomed step.” ThinkingPersonsBookMightFacesCertainHouseSoundHalfSilenceStepsMovementInspireColdAspectWindowTownsStrangerRuinsEncountersMelancholyPalePeersGlancesSkeletonsDrearyDesolationStagnantMoors Book:Eugenie Grandet Source: Eugenie Grandet
“Temptation is a fearful word. It indicates the beginning of a possible series of infinite evils. It is the ringing of an alarm bell, whose melancholy sounds may reverberate through eternity. Like the sudden, sharp cry of "Fire!" under our windows by night, it should rouse us to instantaneous action, and brace every muscle to its highest tension.” ShouldMayActionNightEvilSoundFireCryHighestWindowEternityInfiniteSeriesTemptationTensionMusclesMelancholyFearfulBellsAlarmsBracesInstantaneous Author:Horace Mann
“I hear the sounds of melting snow outside my window every night and with the first faint scent of spring, I remember life exists” FirstsRememberNightSoundSpringWindowSnowEvery NightScentMeltingMelting Snow Author:John J. Geddes
“In the studio you can auto tune vocals, and with drums, you can put them on a grid and make them perfect. I hate that sound. When someone hands me a record and the drums are perfectly gridded and the vocals are perfectly auto tuned, I throw it out the window. I have no interest in rock music being like that.” HandsHateSoundInterestPerfectRecordsRocksMusic IsWindowI HateStudiosTunesVocalRock MusicGridsAuto Tune Author:Taylor Hawkins
“From a building right in front of my windows, I can observe the speed of the sunrises and sunsets. The voices of children playing, laughing, yelling, and crying on the playground crawl up to the eighth floor, where I write. Their voices sound so innocent from a distance.” WritingChildrenI CanSoundVoiceLaughingFrontsCryBuildingWindowDistanceSpeedInnocentSunsetSunriseYellingPlaygroundsChildren PlayingSunrise And Sunset Author:Andrea Hirata
“When my parents fought, I'd run up to my room, put on The Sound of Music, open the window and sing out. My voice was my escape. I saw it as a way out.” WayRunningParentSoundVoiceRoomsSawsWindowSound Of Music Author:Christina Aguilera
“I like to sit in front of the computer, going through files of music, and recording the final vocals, guitars and what- nots. But the windows are always open and you can hear the crickets, birds, chickens, and even the sound of rain hitting the studio. The farm is a great place to hang out in, learn from and create music.” SoundFrontsComputerBirdRainWindowGuitarFinalsStudiosChickensHanging OutFarmsHittingCricketVocalFilesSound Of Rain Author:Jason Mraz