Quotes About Sighs

Ya murió? ¿Y de qué? -No supe de qué. Tal vez de tristeza. Suspiraba mucho. -Eso es malo. Cada suspiro es como un sorbo de vida del que uno se deshace.

Why, being dead, do you rely on yourself? You were able to die of your own accord; you cannot come back to life of your own accord. We were able to sin by ourselves, and we are still able to, nor shall we ever not be able to. Let our hope be in nothing but in God. Let us send up our sighs to him; as for ourselves, let us strive with our wills to earn merit by our prayers.

The soul lets out some sighs — not great ones — because it can do no more; they are felt within.

Most of the sighs we hear have been edited.

Once a pallid Vestal Doubted truth in blue; Listed red in ruin, Harried every hue; Barricaded vision, Garbed herself in sighs; Ridiculed the birthmarks Of the butterflies.

To be in love, where scorn is bought with groans; coy looks, with heart-sore sighs; one fading moment's mirth

He had only to touch me to turn my tears into sighs and my anger to desire. How accomodating love is; it forgives everything.

Love is a smoke rais'd with the fume of sighs; being purg'd, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes . . . —William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

Yet Dives himself, he too lives like a Czar in an ice palace of frozen sighs, and being a president of a temperance society, he only drinks the tepid tears of orphans.

All fancy-sick she is and pale of cheer, with sighs of love, that costs the fresh blood dear.

Home is the place we should return to with eager spirits, the journey's end we reach with sighs of contentment.

The south wind searches for the flowers whose fragrance late he bore, And sighs to find them in the wood and by the stream no more.

I'll be an activist of the emotions, a loud, campaigning spirit fighting with tears and sighs to shape institutions around my vulnerable self. My identity will be my precious, my only true posession, my access to the only truth.

Words may be false and full of art, Sighs are the natural language of the heart.

When there is deep love the heart breathes sentimental sighs.

I've long since learned to be wary of Melissa's sighs. Whenever I finish the draft of a chapter, I read it to her out loud—usually while she's washing the dishes after dinner. Not only does this get me out of doing the dishes, but it provides some extremely helpful, if on occasion devastating, feedback.

Hadst thou but tasted once the thousandth part Of joys, which bless the loved and loving heart, Your words repentant and your sighs would prove, Lost is the time which is not past in love.

Prayer can assume very different forms, from quiet, blessed contemplation of God, in which eye meets eye in restful meditation, to deep sighs or sudden exclamations of wonder, joy, gratitude or adoration.

Also the air: the air is full of sighs and cries. These are never lost: if you listen carefully, with a sympathetic ear, you can hear them echoing forever within the second sphere.

I had not thought death had undone so many.Sighs, short and infrequent, were exhaled.

Chorus of Clouds We are full of sighs, full of glances, We are full of laughter And sometimes we wear your faces. We are not far from you. Who knows how much of your blood rose And stained us? Who knows how many tears you have shed Because of our weeping? How much longing formed us? We play at dying, Accustom you gently to death. You, the inexperienced, who learn nothing in the nights. Many angels are given you But you do not see them.

A goddess of black veils and dark prophesies, a goddess of night sighs.

Life is but sighs; and, when they cease, 'tis over.

Grief cries pain and sighs love.