“What I needed with all my starved and silent soul was just that particular way of shouting back at the world.”

“We say very little, for we do not need to. We are silent together, each in her own world, knowing the other is just at her back.”

Tracy Chevalier book Remarkable Creatures

“I'm just an individual who doesn't feel that I need to have somebody qualify my work in any particular way. I'm working for me.”

David Bowie (1947–2016) British musician, actor, record producer and arranger

“I wanna grab the microphone and shout it to the world
Shout it to the world, world
I'm your freaking girl
Anytime you need me, you just have to say the word
Have to say the word, word
I'm your freaking girl”

Erika Jayne (1969) American singer, actress and television personality

“"Oh, as usual," they shouted back; "no bottom." I mention this little incident just to show how one can grow accustomed to anything in this world.”

Roald Amundsen (1872–1928) Norwegian polar researcher, who was the first to reach the South Pole

“And after awhile of this my brain and my body and every single inch of me that was alive was flooded with the feeling that I was starving, starving for Edmond.

And what a coincidence, that was the feeling I loved best in the world.”

Meg Rosoff book How I Live Now

““Do you understand what’s going on?”
“Not at all,” he shouted back. “I can almost prove this can’t be happening.””

Carl Sagan book Contact

“I did loads of stupid things, like the way I used to argue with EMI Records. I just look back to the time now and wonder how I would have reacted to some prick coming into my office shouting and kicking things.”

Kevin Rowland (1953) English singer-songwriter

“Be in line and then see what’s going on!’ a fat lady shouted at me. ‘Hell yeah! you greasy piece of flesh.’ I cursed her in my mind. But ‘Yes I am going back in line!’ I shouted at her.”

Gaurav Sharma (author) (1992) Author and novelist

“The man who was once starved may revenge himself upon the world not by stealing just once, or by stealing only what he needs, but by taking from the world an endless toll in payment of something irreplaceable, which is the lost faith.”

Anaïs Nin (1903–1977) writer of novels, short stories, and erotica