Whispers Quotes
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I have begun to listen to the teachings my blood whispers to me.
Hermann Hesse
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They were all whispers now, the two of them, conspirators and thieves.
Catherynne M. Valente
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The negative screams at you but the positive only whispers.
Barbara Fredrickson
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It speaks to me in the silence of this one
then through the words of that one speaking;
it whispers to me through an eyebrow raised
and the message of an eye winking.
Fakhr-al-Din Iraqi
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Perhonen is not here anymore,» it says, with a voice made of wings and whispers.
Hannu Rajaniemi
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Rain Soft rain, summer rain Whispers from bushes, whispers from trees. Oh, how lovely and full of blessing To dream and be satisfied. I was so long in the outer brightness, I am not used to this upheaval: Being at home in my own soul, Never to be led elsewhere. I want nothing, I long for nothing, I hum gently the sounds of childhood, And I reach home astounded In the warm beauty of dreams. Heart, how torn you are, How blessed to plow down blindly, To think nothing, to know nothing, Only to breathe, only to feel.
Hermann Hesse
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The forces that affect our lives, the influences that mold and shape us, are often like whispers in a different room, teasingly indistinct, apprehended only with difficulty.
Charles Dickens
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I could not say what creeps and whispers through the branches and down the threaded Road, but I hear it, and I am not afraid.
Catherynne M. Valente
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Listen to your dreams. They are the whispers of your heart telling you all you'll ever need to be happy.
Belva Davis
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You're wrong. The mind is not like raindrops. It does not fall from the skies, it does not lose itself among other things. If you believe in me at all, then believe this: I promise you I will find it. Everything depends on this." "I believe you," she whispers after a moment. "Please find my mind.
Haruki Murakami
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I run and run and run. Past the hospital, through the garden, past a pond. And to the cold metal wall. I stop, gulping at the air, my heart racing in my ears. I reach up with one hand and touch the wall. My fingers curl into a fist, but it falls weakly to my side. And that's when I realize there is no where to run. 'But', my heart whispers, 'there is Elder.
Beth Revis
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Jesus won't try to speak over the noise in our lives; love whispers so we won't be confused about who's doing the talking.
Bob Goff