24 Quotes About Whisper

I’ll tell you another secret, this one for your own good. You may think the past has something to tell you. You may think that you should listen, should strain to make out its whispers, should bend over backward, stoop down low to hear its voice breathed up from the ground, from the dead places. You may think there’s something in it for you, something to understand or make sense of. But I know the truth: I know from the nights of Coldness. I know the past will drag you backward and down, have you snatching at whispers of wind and the gibberish of trees rubbing together, trying to decipher some code, trying to piece together what was broken. It’s hopeless. The past is nothing but a weight. It will build inside of you like a stone. Take it from me: If you hear the past speaking to you, feel it tugging at your back and running its fingers up your spine, the best thing to do–the only thing– is run. . Lauren Oliver

We see them as they cannot, will not, see each other--we see his heart in the way he looks at her; we see her soul calling out for his every touch. It would be so easy if they could only see inside each other as we can. And yet, there is beauty in the way they find each other: slowly, in a fragile dance of sidelong glances and accidental touches. To see them come together, souls binding without knowing each other as we do, without being certain of what the other's heart holds, is to learn something new.. Faith. Amie Kaufman

When you are being tested from every angle, why, with no apparent cause. Look inwards. stand up for yourself.. it's something you need to work on that is being highlighted. Finish acknowledging the whispers from your inner self. You left no choice but to have it reflected externally for all to see. Virginia Toole

If you are having private thoughts and ask an intimate friend to listen to them in privacy or on a date will that be considered too intimi-dating? And if the thoughts are proved to be untrue, but your friend still insists on believing in them anyway, would that be considered a cons-piracy? Ana Claudia Antunes

THE OLD MAN IN THE CORNERThe man in the corner Is dying with words He's crying to be heard His days are marked And his only ears are birds He knows the secret to peace And his experience bleeds and hurts Somebody stop and listen Before he departs the earth! Somebody write his thoughts Before he hits the turf! His eyes are closing their shutters And he just dropped his Beads and stick. His breath is leaving us. Please! Somebody hear him out quick! A little girl rushes to him and Picks up his cane of wood. The old man then turns to her And faintly whispers, " The key to peace is To always stay fair And be good. . Suzy Kassem

Then, as tonight, he had felt lonely, but soon had learnt the bounty of such loneliness. The music had breathed to him its message, to him alone amongst these ordinary folk, whispered its gentle secret. And now the star. Across the shoulders of these people a voice was speaking to him in a tongue that he alone could understand". Unknown

God is up to something, but you will never know unless you figure out the difference between who is the messenger carrying your future and who is the person holding you back. Shannon L. Alder

Whispers are often thunderous Richard Smyth

.. .our whispered words, faintly in the darkness, dissolvingwithin the trees–then, fleeting words of consolationwould not suffice if feigned, and flippant wordsconfessed reluctance–our wordswere meaningless uttered on the wind.. . John Daniel Thieme

When you left you left behind a fieldof silent flowers under a sky full of unstirred clouds..you left a million butterfliesmid-silky flutters You left like midnight rain against my dreaming ears Oh and how you left leaving my coffee scentless and my couch comfortless leaving upon my fingers the melting snow of you you left behind a calendar full of empty days and seasons full of aimless wanders leaving me alone with an armful of sunsets your reflection behind in every puddle your whispersupon every curtain your fragranceinside every petal you left your echoes in between the silence of my eyes Oh and how you leftleaving my sands footless and my shores songless leaving me with windows full of moistened moonlight nights and nightsof only a half-warmed soul and when you left.. you left behind a lifetime of moments untouched the light of a million starsunshed and when you left you somehowleft my poem..unfinished. (Published in Taj Mahal Review Vol.11Number 1 June 2012) . Sanober Khan

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

When whisperedwhat an exquisitesong, it makes-your name. Sanober Khan

Now come the whispersbearing bouquets of moonbeamsand sunlight tremblings. Aberjhani

If you listen to the beginning of the whispers you will not have to hear the shouts. Miranda J. Barrett

The people who had turned their heads turned them again as the service proceeded; and at last observing her they whispered to each other. She knew what their whispers were about, grew sick at heart, and felt that she could come to church no more. Thomas Hardy

To every whisper if you listen carefully, you will hear or fail to hear something. Auliq Ice

When the voices of doubt start whispering, turn-up the volume of faith and listen to your heart. Bryant McGill

A monster, some called her. But in the shadows, only said in whispers, she was an angel in red. Emory R. Frie

Take notice of those intuitive whispers from the heart, they represent your true desires. Steven Redhead