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Quotes About Gentle

Voices tossed up and down the long flights of stairs, sourceless and intertwining like crickets' chorus, gentle as fingers on my hair. Night, they said, good night, sleep well. Welcome back, Lexie. Yes, welcome back. Good night. Sweet dreams.
~ Tana French
I was always very softly spoken and kinda looked after myself.
~ Pete Doherty
Courtship consists in a number of quiet attentions, not so pointed as to alarm, nor so vague as not to be understood.
~ Laurence Sterne
Love me tender, love me sweet, never let me go.
~ Elvis Presley
Bizet was a very young man when he composed this symphony, so play it softly.
~ Eugene Ormandy
A Gentle Man and a Gentleman.
~ Jack Dempsey
I dream of a true husband—a good man, not a brute, nor a champion of men on the battlefield; I dream but of a gentle man, one who neither speaks too loud nor ignores evil.
~ A.A. Attanasio
handing the briefcase over to a computer guy. Y.T. knows he's a computer guy because he has long hair in a ponytail and he's wearing jeans and he seems gentle.
~ Neal Stephenson
You're a wonderful person, Jamie. You're beautiful, you're kind, you're gentle...you're everything that I'd like to be. If people don't like you, or they think you're strange, then that's their problem.
~ Nicholas Sparks
His expressionless mask had slipped and she saw him, his fierce demons and turbulent needs mixed with dark, ferocious passion. He would never be like other men. He would always be dominant, scary to enemies and yet gentle with those he loved.
~ Christine Feehan
Elle burst out laughing. He really was big bad Jackson, but hidden underneath all that steel muscle and the cold black eyes was something altogether different that no one, not even her sisters, suspected. He hid the gentle giant very well beneath that blue-jeaned devil
~ Christine Feehan
Where was her sharp intellect? She relied on her brain. She could think fast and was good at details. When Vittorio was around, the only details she could remember were how his smile was so beautiful and how his voice was so gentle and yet compelling.
~ Christine Feehan
I can always get around you, little red hair," he answered tenderly. "You are not capable of holding a grudge." The feeling of hatred was oppressive. Jacques' gentle teasing was comforting, and she was oddly grateful for it. She tucked her fingers into the crook of his arm. "Don't count on my good nature, Jacques. You do remember what they say about people with red hair.
~ Christine Feehan
That man is dangerous, Jacques, even if he is your brother. And the healer is positively scary." "Did you think so?" "Didn't you? He smiled and talked so gently and calmly, but did you ever look into his eyes? It's evident he feels no emotion whatsoever.
~ Christine Feehan
The shadow of the passions of the moment transversed this grand and gentle spirit occupied with eternal things.
~ Victor Hugo
I'm really a peaceful sort of coward.
~ L.A. Meyer
Love is gentle and love is kind, The sweetest flower when first it's new, But love grows old, And waxes cold, And fades away, like the morning dew Pretty
~ L.A. Meyer
Still, there was no point in hurting Damon. She loved Damon, too. "I'll try," she promised. "We'll take you home," he said. "But not yet," she told him gently. "Let's wait just a little while." Something happened in the fathomless black eyes, and the burning spark went out. Then she saw that Damon knew, too. "I'm not afraid," she said. "Well—only a little.
~ L.J. Smith
I crave a shawl." He was tense with anger but his hands remained gentle at her waist. He said, "I can make you a shawl." She cocked her head. "You knit? Well. That's an unusual accomplishment in a soldier.
~ Laini Taylor
She realized that this scarred, sarcastic boy, was gentle with the things he loved.
~ Cassandra Clare
Hodge sent me to wake you up. Actually, he offered to wake you up himself, but since its five a.m., I figured you'd be less cranky if you had something nice to look at.
~ Cassandra Clare
Kissing Simon was pleasant. It was a gentle sort of pleasant, like lying in a hammock on a summer day with a book and a glass of lemonade
~ Cassandra Clare
Lips. There was something strangely, delicately indelicate about the word, like a kiss itself.
~ Cassandra Clare
Traditionally, only 'entire' horses were used for funerals, never mares or geldings. Constantly in the public eye, they were always well groomed. A patch of grey would be painted out, a thinning mane or tail supplemented with hair from a deceased comrade. Mostly gentle and docile, they were sturdy animals; dragging heavy coaches for long distances, they had
~ Catharine Arnold