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Quotes About Whisper

But on that pale hand is no ring of mine, To no one will I give it, ever. The new moon's golden beam forged it for me, And slipping it on in my sleep, whispered to me entreatingly; "Treasure this gift, be proud of the dream!" I won't give the ring to anyone, ever.
~ Anna Akhmatova
A whisper. To speak in a whisper. To whisper—like the sea.
~ Anna Kamie?ska
O fallen angel, the companion within me, whisper something holy before you pinch me into the grave.
~ Anne Sexton
Un bacio nell'incavo del ginocchio è un fruscio di falena alla zanzariera e sì amore mio un puntino luminoso sull'ecometro è Campanellino con la tossetta e due volte perderò l'onore e le stelle saranno confitte come puntine nella notte sì oh sì sì sì due chioccioline all'incavo del ginocchio che accen- dono falò simili a ci- glia che sfregano sì sì sì come pietrina d'accendino bic: e così esisto!
~ Anne Sexton
The dark purr of his voice was almost soothing.
~ Annette Curtis Klause
bottom of the sea," whispered Ivy. Bean
~ Annie Barrows
THE GHOST OF PANCAKE COURT Bean
~ Annie Barrows
Were it possible that God should now reveal Himself to us as He is, the Being of Whose Nature we can form no conception, I believe that we should remain as ignorant as we are at present, from the want of faculties to receive that revelation: the Divine language might sound in our ears, but it would be as unintelligible as the roar of the thunder-clap, or the moan of the earthquake, or the whisper of the wind to the leaves of the cedar-tree.
~ Annie Besant
a sigh fit for the pillow, the sinking firelight, and a bedroom window open to the stars and the whisper of bare trees.
~ Evelyn Waugh
I've heard it said that Daisy's murmur was only to make people lean toward her; an irrelevant criticism that made it no less charming.
~ F. Scott Fitzgerald
Here, Earth-born, over the lilt of the water, Lisping its music and bearing a burden of light, Bosoming day as a laughing and radiant daughter… Here we may whisper unheard, unafraid of the night. Walking alone…was it splendor, or what, we were bound with? Deep in the time when summer lets down her hair? Shadows we loved and the patterns they covered the ground with Tapestries, mystical, faint in the breathless air.
~ F. Scott Fitzgerald
They looked at each other at last, murmuring names that were a spell. Softly the two names lingered on the air, died away more slowly than other words, other names, slower than music in the mind.
~ F. Scott Fitzgerald
He held her hand and she gave him such a look that he whispered her name aloud.
~ F. Scott Fitzgerald
Softly the two names lingered on the air, died away more slowly than other words, other names, slower than music in the mind.
~ F. Scott Fitzgerald
Daisy began to sing with the music in a husky, rhythmic whisper, bringing out a meaning in each word that it had never had before and would never have again.
~ F. Scott Fitzgerald
Daisy began to sing with the music in a husky, rhythmic whisper, bringing out a meaning in each word that it had never had before and would never have again. When the melody rose her voice broke up sweetly, following it, in a way contralto voices have, and each change tipped out a little of her warm human magic upon the air.
~ F. Scott Fitzgerald
Ils sont arrivés au coucher du soleil, et pendant que nous naviguions parmi des centaines d'invités en effervescence, Daisy faisait jouer dans un murmure les sortilèges de sa voix.
~ F. Scott Fitzgerald
He fought with a desire to kiss her again, even tenderly, and began to tell her that she was being unwise, but before he got really started at this handsome project, she was in his arms again, and whispering something that he had to accept, since it was wrapped up in a kiss.
~ F. Scott Fitzgerald
Le murmure de cette était comme un souffle de vie sous la pluie, et j'en savourai les modulations un instant, pour le seul plaisir de l'oreille, avant que le sens des mots ne m'atteigne. Une petite mèche détrempée glissait contre sa joue comme une trace de peinture bleue et quand je lui ai pris la main pour l'aider à descendre, elle brillait des perles d'eau.
~ F. Scott Fitzgerald
a fuss he made over them. "Why, I bet you're the prettiest little girl I've seen all day!" he'd whisper confidentially
~ Fern Michaels
The moon is high up in the sky and it's spring. I think of you and within myself I'm complete. A light breeze comes to me from across the hazy fields. I think of you and whisper your name. I'm not I: I'm happy.
~ Fernando Pessoa
The best servants of the people, like the best valets, must whisper unpleasant truths in the master's ear. It is the court fool, not the foolish courtier, whom the king can least afford to lose.
~ Walter Lippmann
At last he whispered: 'Sylvia, it is I.' Again he said, 'It is I.' Then, knowing that she was dead, he kissed her on the mouth. And through the long watches of the night the cat purred on his knee, tightening and relaxing her padded claws, until the sky paled above the Street of the Four Winds.
~ Robert W. Chambers
I have been in howling storms in which a shout is reduced to a whisper, moved across the sea's featureless face in a gray fog that does not yield to human eyes.
~ Robin Hobb