Quotes About Whisper

answered in a low, breathless voice.

I'll never forget sitting with you and hearing you whisper, "Find someone to take back to our hotel room with us.

Mind shouts, while heart whispers!

and could hear her susurrus breath sounding like leaves stirring

Please, you will do it anyway. When you hear to do a merciful thing, that is always at least a whisper from the heart of HaShem. Obedience will strengthen the ears of your spirit.

One time, I was out watching music, and someone whispered in my ear, 'You can do surgery on me any time.'

She was the music heard faintly on the edge of sound.

You mean something happened to him?" Her voice faded off into sort of a sad whisper, like a mortician asking for a down payment.

Go on," he said, in a voice the size of a marble.

He whispered into the coral shell of her ear, an organ of women he found unspeakably moving in its soft, whirling vortex, and which always seemed to him an invitation to adventure.

I shall be a carrion monster, he whispered into the coral shell of her ear, an organ of women he found unspeakably moving in its soft, whorling vortex, and which always seemed to him an invitation to adventure.

Art belongs to everybody and nobody. Art belongs to all time and no time. Art belongs to those who create it and those who savour it. Art no more belongs to the People and the Party than it once belonged to the aristocracy and the patron. Art is the whisper of history, heard above the noise of time. Art does not exist for art's sake: it exists for people's sake.

Art is the whisper of history, heard above the noise of time.

Art is the whisper of history, heard above the noise of time. Art does not exist for art's sake: it exists for people's sake.

What could be put up against the noise of time? Only that music which is inside ourselves - the music of our being - which is transformed by some into real music. Which, over the decades, if it is string and true and pure enough to drown out the noise of time, is transformed into the whisper of history.

From The Noise of Time: What could be put up against the noise of time? Only that music which is inside ourselves--the music of our being--which is transformed by some into real music. Which, over the decades, if it is strong and true and pure enough to drown out the noise of time, is transformed into the whisper of history.

What could be put up against the noise of time? Only that music which is inside ourselves – the music of our being – which is transformed by some into real music. Which, over the decades, if it is strong and true and pure enough to drown out the noise of time, is transformed into the whisper of history.

drown out the noise of time, is transformed into the whisper of history. This

Murmured to him nonsense, which is the language of love

Dreams are for little girls to whisper to each other. They don't really come true. I'm a fully grown woman now, Frances Catherine. I don't imagine impossible things.

Nicholaa?" His voice was a bare whisper. "Yes?" she whispered back. "You belong with me.

Hatred can be pushed aside, but it will always whisper in your ear.

Julia." Lydia looked back at the woman with the broom. She was scraping chairs across the sidewalk as she put together the tables. Claire said, "That skeevy jackass who got Dad arrested still runs the place." Lydia could vividly recall Helen talking about Sam's arrest in her librarian voice, a furious whisper that could freeze an open flame.

We could get kinky and see how bats and rats make love, he suggested in a whisper, warm breath against her neck. You are a sick man, Jacques. Very, very sick.