#whisper

The whispers of shared ecstasy are choral. ↗

— George Steiner

#ecstasy #whisper #grammar

The two most precious things this side of the grave are our reputation and our life. But it is to be lamented that the most contemptible whisper may deprive us of the one, and the weakest weapon of the other. ↗

— Charles Caleb Colton

#deprive #grave #life #may #most

I am amazed about how everyone wants to know about my love life. They whisper to me, 'Tell me the truth? Is it true?' Who cares? Because we have this job, we are to say to everybody what we do, or with whom we sleep? It's a bit absurd, but that's why everybody lies so much. ↗

— Penelope Cruz

#absurd #am #amazed #because #bit

Ever notice that the whisper of temptation can be heard farther than the loudest call to duty. ↗

— Earl Wilson

#duty #ever #farther #heard #loudest

Leaks and whispers are a daily routine of news-gathering in Washington. ↗

— William Greider

#leaks #routine #washington #whispers

All of nature begins to whisper its secrets to us through its sounds. Sounds that were previously incomprehensible to our soul now become the meaningful language of nature. ↗

— Rudolf Steiner

#begins #incomprehensible #language #meaningful #nature

I would hope it's better, but I'm actually acknowledging now that I want to explore all these levels from a whisper to a scream with this gift I've been given. ↗

— David Coverdale

#actually #been #better #explore #gift

I sit alone in a dead world. The wind blows hot and dry, and the dust gathers like particles of memory waiting to be swept away. I pray for forgetfulness, yet my memory remains strong, as does the outstretched arm of the oppressive air. It seems as if the wind has been there since the beginning of the nightmare. Sometimes loud and harsh, a thousand sharp needles scratching at my reddened skin. Sometimes a whisper, a curious sigh in the black of night, of words more frightening than pain. I know now the wind has been speaking to me. Only I couldn't understand because I was too scared. I am scared now as I write these words. Still, there is nothing else to do. ↗

— Christopher Pike

#dead #fear #forgetfulness #memory #needles

My evil genius Procrastination has whispered me to tarry 'til a more convenient season. ↗

— Mary Todd Lincoln

#evil #genius #me #more #procrastination

I love radio - its immediacy and especially its intimacy... it is part of your life, whispering into your ear. You can't see it, but equally importantly it can't see you. ↗

— Malcolm Turnbull

#equally #especially #i #i love #immediacy