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Foul whisperings are abroad
Art is really whispering, not shouting.
You can't move mountains by whispering at them.
I'm whispering so that the media doesn't hear me.
In every moment the Universe is whispering to you.
It keeps eternal whisperings around desolate shores
The whisper of the dusk is night shedding its husk.
Believe in the whisperings of God to your own heart.
I wasn't kissing her, I was whispering in her mouth.
Whispering can be a rest from a noisy world of words.
I was always getting in trouble for whispering in class.
Let your heart guide you...it whispers so listen closely.
Mademoiselle is a fairy," he said, whispering mysteriously.
I must exchange whispers with God before shouts with the world.
Love is the voice of God whispering to you from within yourself.
This feels like a Steve Bannon whispering in [Donald Trump's] ear.
In my culture, whispering in the company of others is considered rude.
I’ll always deny that I kissed her. I was just whispering into her mouth.
A whispering and watery Norfolk sound Telling of all the moonlit reeds around.
Alas! they had been friends in youth; but whispering tongues can poison truth.
Maples are such sociable trees ... They're always rustling and whispering to you.
Hope smiles from the threshold of the year to come, whispering, 'It will be happier.'
The melancholy ghosts of dead renown, Whispering faint echoes of the world's applause.
Listen to the whisperings of the Spirit, the gift of revelation to which you are entitled.
There's too much insecurity on studio sets, with all the people standing around, whispering.
The hawthorn bush, with seats beneath the shade, For talking age and whispering lovers made.
A little still she strove, and much repented, And whispering “I will ne'er consent”—consented.
To sing a song is like whispering to a child's ear. It is an art heavily relying on improvisation.
If God had wanted to be a big secret, He would not have created babbling brooks and whispering pines.
The way to deal with worldly people is to frighten them by repeating their scandalous whisperings aloud.
We exist with a wind whispering inside and our moon flexing. Amid the ducts, inside the basilica of bones.
I like to feel the burn of the audience's eyes when I'm whispering all my darkest secrets into the microphone.
I don’t see a way in,” Eve whispered. Why are you whispering?” Myrnin whispered back. “Vampires can hear us, anyway.
Our self-trust is such a subtle thing that it still comes around whispering to us even after we are sure it is gone.
Skepticism is forever whispering in your ears. You're very new at this. You may be mistaken. You've been wrong before.
When I say 'I am a Christian', I'm not shouting 'I'm saved'. I'm whispering 'I get lost'. That is why I chose this way.
What are fears but voices airy? Whispering harm where harm is not. And deluding the unwary Till the fatal bolt is shot!
It's something that I had been pushing down my whole life. The search for meaning, I guess, the whispering of the soul.
Out in the field, you haven't got anyone whispering into your ear saying all sorts of things, you've got to do it yourself.
My method is simple: not to bother about poetry. It must come of its own accord. Merely whispering its name drives it away.
Come boldly, 'O believer, for despite the whisperings of Satan and the doubtings of thine own heart, thou art greatly beloved.
What are the best things and the worst things in your life, and when are you going to get around to whispering or shouting them?
Her heart pounded as [Cam's] lips bypassed hers and came to a stop, whispering in her ear: 'Don't let him flip you off next time.
To me, Stephen Miller is like Iago whispering in the president's ear, along with John Kelly. These people are totally anti-immigrant.
Death stands above me, whispering low I know not what into my ear; Of his strange language all I know Is, there is not a word of fear.
I use images as signifiers that point to layers of history, lost communities or a latent collective whispering within a certain context.
As a writer, my main objective is to tell the story urgently - as if whispering it into one ear - and to know the characters intimately.
Here's to all the places we went. And all the places we'll go. And here's to me, whispering again and again and again and again: iloveyou
I couldn't go on, too conscious all at once of my whispering, my eternal posturing, always transforming the world with words--changing nothing.
Spare me the whispering, crowded room, the friends who come and gape and go, the ceremonious air of gloom - all, which makes death a hideous show.