Whispering Quotes - Page 11

• I wandered through the stacks, running my hands along the spines of the books on the shelves, they reminded me of cultured or opinionated guests at a wonderful party, whispering to each other.

  Janet Fitch

  Running, Party, Book

  Janet Fitch (2013). “White Oleander”, p.82, Hachette UK

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• A sudden understanding, a pity mixed with horror, welled up in Bilbo's heart: a glimpse of endless unmarked days without light or hope of betterment, hard stone, cold fish, sneaking and whispering. All these thoughts passed in a flash of a second. He trembled. And then quite suddenly in another flash, as if lifted by a new strength and resolve, he leaped.

  J. R. R. Tolkien

  Heart, Light, Understanding

  J.R.R. Tolkien (2012). “The Hobbit”, p.39, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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• Derek lunged. He hit me in the shoulder and knocked me to the floor, landing on top of me. His body jerked, like he'd been hit with the spell, and I let out a yelp, struggling to get up, but he held me down, whispering "I'm okay, it's okay" until the words penetrated.

  Kelley Armstrong

  Struggle, Body, Get Up

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• Soundlessly whispering into the void, my lips moving quickly, silently, without ceasing. Calling his name, calling him to me. Even though there's no use. Even though it's futile. Even though it's way past too late.

  Alyson Noel

  Moving, Past, Names

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• Perfect, that's our plan then. But you'll have to give up being a priest first. I wouldn't want to just sit around whispering and sipping hot chocolate.

  Ted Dekker

  Giving Up, Perfect, Chocolate

  Ted Dekker (2011). “The Priest's Graveyard”, p.62, Hachette UK

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• The secret is,” I say, whispering right into his ear, “that yours was the best kiss I’ve ever had in my life.” “But I’ve never kissed you,” he whispers back. Around us the rain sounds like falling glass. “Not since third grade, anyway.” I smile, but I’m not sure if he can see it. “Better get started, then,” I say, “because I don’t have much time.

  Lauren Oliver

  Rain, Fall, Kissing

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• I’ll always deny that I kissed her. I was just whispering into her mouth.

  Stephen Dunn

  Mouths, Deny

  Stephen Dunn (1998). “Loosestrife: Poems”, p.31, W. W. Norton & Company

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• What are the two of you whispering about?” Alaric demanded irritably. She glanced over to see the warrior watching her, his eyes narrow with suspicion. “If I wanted you to know, I’d have spoken louder,” she said calmly. He turned away muttering what she was sure were more blasphemies about annoying females. “You must make the priest weary with the length of your confessions,” she said. He raised one eyebrow. “Who says I confess anything?

  Maya Banks

  Eye, Warrior, Two

  Maya Banks (2011). “In Bed with a Highlander”, p.30, Ballantine Books

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• Childhood is a long, long road, from which that dark whispering forest of death seems an impossible destination.

  Lauren DeStefano

  Dark, Long, Childhood

  Lauren DeStefano (2013). “Sever”, p.125, Simon and Schuster

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• Within a few short hours, he nearly had me agreeing to try deer jerky for the first time. Almost. If it weren't for Cam continuously whispering "Bambi" in my ear every couple of minutes, I would've caved.

  J. Lynn

  Couple, Trying, Ears

  J. Lynn (2013). “The Between the Covers New Adult 6-Book Boxed Set: Wait for You, Losing It, Taking Chances, A Little Too Far, Rule, and Foreplay”, p.143, Harper Collins

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• Probably one or two moments in your whole life you will hear a dark whispering spirit, a voice coming from the center of things. It will have blades for lips and will not stop until it speaks the one secret thing at the heart of it all. Kneeling on the floor, unable to stop shuddering, I heard it plainly. It said, You are unlovable.

  Sue Monk Kidd

  Heart, Dark, Two

  Sue Monk Kidd (2003). “The Secret Life of Bees”, p.242, Penguin

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• Thank you,” he was whispering, “thank you, thank you.…” And then he was kissing my face, every inch of it he could find, wiping away the tears and soot, chanting my name.

  Alexandra Bracken

  Kissing, Names, Tears

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• The power, it seduced, whispering to me to weave it into my own cells." A glance over his shoulder. "Before you, I would've no doubt accepted it and it would've destroyed me from the inside out." "Before you," she whispered, "I was shut up inside my heart, protecting it from harm, and never knowing the glory I missed." She linked her hand in his. "You and I, we're a unit. I dare any evil on this earth to tear us apart.

  Nalini Singh

  Heart, Knowing, Cells

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• What are fears but voices airy?
  Whispering harm where harm is not.
  And deluding the unwary
  Till the fatal bolt is shot!

  William Wordsworth

  Fear, Voice, Airy

  William Wordsworth (1827). “The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth”, p.114

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• Alas! they had been friends in youth;
  But whispering tongues can poison truth,
  And constancy lives in realms above;
  And life is thorny, and youth is vain;
  And to be wroth with one we love
  Doth work like madness in the brain.

  Samuel Taylor Coleridge

  Life, Brain, Poison

  'Christabel' pt. 2 (1800) (l. 408)

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• Peace and rest at length have come,
  All the day's long toil is past;
  And each heart is whispering, "Home,
  Home at last!"

  Thomas Hood

  Peace, Home, Heart

  Thomas Hood (1861). “The daughters of king Daher; and other poems”, p.62

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• The fear of your own solitude, of its vast surface and its infinity… Remorse is the voice of solitude. And what does this whispering voice say? Everything in us that is not human anymore.

  Emile M. Cioran

  Voice, Solitude, Doe

  "The Book of Delusions". Book by Emile M. Cioran, 1936.

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• Oh for a book and a shady nook, Either indoors or out, with the green leaves whispering overhead, or the street cries all about. Where I may read at all my ease both of the new and old, For a jolly good book whereon to look is better to me than gold

  John Wilson

  Book, Gold, Looks

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• But now I wonder--what if everyone is pretty much the same and it's just a thousand small choices that add up to the person you are? No good or evil, no black and white, no inner demons or angels whispering the right answers in our ears like it's some cosmic SAT test. Just us, hour by hour, minute by minute, day by day,making the best choices we can. The thought is horrifying. If that's true, then there's no right choice. There's only choice.

  Holly Black

  Angel, Black And White, Evil

  Holly Black (2012). “Black Heart”, p.189, Simon and Schuster

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• Nothing, not even the best and noblest, can go on as it now is. Nothing, not even what is lowest and most bestial, will not be raised again if it submits to death. It is sown a natural body, it is raised a spiritual body. Flesh and blood cannot come to the Mountains [heaven]. Not because they are too rank, but because they are too weak. What is a Lizard compared with a stallion? Lust is a poor, weak, whimpering whispering thing compared with that richness and energy of desire which will arise when lust has been killed.

  C. S. Lewis

  Spiritual, Blood, Heaven

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• Gone were but the Winter,
  Come were but the Spring,
  I would go to a covert
  Where the birds sing;
  
  Where in the whitethorn
  Singeth a thrush,
  And a robin sings
  In the holly-bush.
  
  Full of fresh scents
  Are the budding boughs
  Arching high over
  A cool green house:
  
  Full of sweet scents,
  And whispering air
  Which sayeth softly:
  We spread no snare;
  
  Here dwell in safety,
  Here dwell alone,
  With a clear stream
  And a mossy stone.
  
  Here the sun shineth
  Most shadily;
  Here is heard an echo
  Of the far sea,
  Though far off it be.

  Christina Rossetti

  Sweet, Spring, Winter

  Christina Rossetti (2008). “Poems and Prose”, p.11, OUP Oxford

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• We need the tonic of the wilderness, to wade sometimes in the marsh where the bitten and the meadow hen lurk, and hear the booming of the snipe; to smell the whispering sedge where only some wilder and more solitary fowl builds her nest, and the mink crawls with its belly close to the ground.

  Henry David Thoreau

  Adventure, Smell, Needs

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• Tennis is more than just a sport. It's an art, like the ballet. Or like a performance in the theater. When I step on the court I feel like Anna Pavlova. Or like Adelina Patti. Or even like Sarah Bernhardt. I see the footlights in front of me. I hear the whisperings of the audience. I feel an icy shudder. Win or die! Now or never! It's the crisis of my life.

  Bill Tilden

  Sports, Art, Winning

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• It was a morning when all nature shouted Fore! The breeze, as it blew gently up from the valley, seemed to bring a message of hope and cheer, whispering of chip shots holed and brassies landing squarely on the meat. The fairway, as yet unscarred by the irons of a hundred dubs, smiled greenly up at the azure sky.

  P. G. Wodehouse

  Morning, Cheer, Golf

  P. G. Wodehouse, D. R. Bensen (1999). “Fore!: The Best of Wodehouse on Golf”, p.174, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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• These Australians hear the whispering in their heart and know it can only be silenced by coming to terms with the original owners of this beautiful and bounteous land. Many Australians of goodwill sense that a moment for national leadership has slipped past us and is gone.

  Patrick Dodson

  Leadership, Beautiful, Heart

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