Quotes About Whisper

Julian dipped his head to her ear where he nuzzled her neck. "I will love you forever," he whispered.

In love, such a word, whispered, is a mysterious kiss of the soul to the soul.

…There is the heat of Love, the pulsing rush of Longing, the lover's whisper, irresistible—magic to make the sanest man go mad.

I love you too, Will Blakelee, " she whispered, leaning in to kiss him again.

It is the subtle things in life that you have to look for because the deepest love speaks at a whisper that only two people can hear.

No I'm not," I whisper to myself. "I'm a fucking evil psychopath.

In my dreams I hear the long-ago whisper of Caladan seas, like ghostly memories beckoning me back there. Caladan is far, far from the Jihad. —PRIMERO VORIAN ATREIDES, private logs

When you listen to the voices of power, do not heed only the loudest. Those that whisper may yield greater knowledge. —Bene Gesserit training manual, Studies in Influence

Huoneesta kuuluva Piersin ääni oli hiljainen mutta veitsenterävä. (C. J. Sansom: Ilmestys, suom. Ilkka Rekiaro)

Antlers clicked together and knocked against the glass. A stream of caribou was splitting around the Chrysler like brown water around a red and white rock, running in a heavy million-hearted whisper north across the forest floor.

The chicken thing let out a whispering cackle.

And it came to pass that in that time the Great God Om spake unto Brutha, the Chosen One: 'Psst!'

You see the lighted windows and what you want to think is that there may be many interesting stories behind them, but what you know is that really there are just dull, dull souls, mere consumers of food, who think their instincts are emotions and their tiny lives of more account than a whisper of wind.

It was a sound as soft as the first drop of rain on a century of dust.

Words is important, Granny whispered into the night.

You're hearing things said the voice in Rincewind's head.

In the desert I often whisper. Junipers are excellent sounding boards. They have been shaped by wing. Rocks seem to care nothing about what I say, yet when I speak to them, they feel porous, capable of receiving my words and taking them in as part of their history of brokenness.

Somebody spoke and I went into a dream.

Who sighs from far away?

Hi Mega. "Hi Dancer," I whispered. I love you. "I love you, too.

I shall be loved as quiet things Are loved--white pigeons in the sun, Curled yellow leaves that whisper down One after one; The silver reticence of smoke That tells no secret of its birth Among the fiery agonies That turn the earth.

In faith I hear a whisper in the air as it sweeps: secrets sparkling from the waters unto the shore; but the wind does not stir upon the deeps, the poets' mandolas play no more.

A glimmer of a notion of a nothing of a whisper of a figment of an idea.

What a woman says to her ardent lover should be written in wind and running water.