Quotes About A Sweet Voice

#1. They would wake me up when I was sleeping, and say sing a song for our friends. I had a sweet voice, I had a nice little tenor voice. God knows what I sang, but my whole family would admire me.

Dominic Chianese

#2. Oh, you've got a sweet voice, baby, such a sad sad sweet voice, I'd like to fuck you, I thought.

Charles Bukowski

#3. The devil hath not, in all his quiver's choice, An arrow for the heart like a sweet voice.

Lord Byron

#4. Brianna," I heard a sweet voice call to me from somewhere above the clouds. "Brianna Valente, this is your captain calling," came that sweet voice again.

Giselle Fox

#5. We think of Marilyn who was every man's love affair with America. Marilyn Monroe who was blonde and beautiful and had a sweet little rinky-dink of a voice and all the cleanliness of all the clean American backyards.

Norman Mailer

#6. She would say 'Bucket moon'
he would answer 'Ladle moon.'
Night after night sky revealed a
bitten moon, a butcher's moon,
an apple moon, a thief's moon,
a rabbit
'Rabbit moon?'
'Don't you see it?'
'I used to chase rabbits,' she had said,
her voice sweet and tired.

Toby Barlow

#7. I love your sweet voice. I want to hear everything you can tell me. But not right now. Now I need a good little whore to use. You can do that for me, can't you?" He

Skye Warren

#8. When a man lives with God, his voice shall be as sweet as the murmur of the brook and rustle of the corn.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

#9. player hummed for a second, then sweet sad acoustic guitar filled the air, arpeggiated cascades that transformed the cramped space of the room. The voice that followed was smoky and haunting, filled with loss:

John Skipp

#10. Mike," she said in her most seductive voice. "You know and I know that I want to get laid tonight. It's been too long since I've been with a man. I'm interested in one room in this apartment and one room only.

Rosetta Bloom

#11. Will you stay with me " she asked. Her voice was the thinnest whisper almost canceled out by a low groan of thunder ... Forever " he whispered back. The sweet sound of his voice filled her up.

Lauren Kate

#12. I felt his voice as a sweet kiss on my soul.

M. Leighton

#13. There is a sight all hearts beguiling
A youthful mother to her infant smiling,
Who with spread arms and dancing feet,
A cooing voice, returns its answer sweet.

Joanna Baillie

#14. You have a voice as sweet as your scent," he said, his words deep and quiet. "Sweet as violets.

Veronica Rossi

#15. Let's fool around."
"And then?" he asked, voice low.
"When it's time, take blood, and then let's fuck."
He gave a surprised burst of laughter. "Ma petite, you are such a sweet-talker, how can I refuse?

Laurell K. Hamilton

#16. When I first heard John Smith my attention was captured by his sweet, earthy voice and fine craftsmanship, but what drew me in was his heart. It's clear that he's lived the pain in his songs and that his optimism is hope born of wisdom. That's a rare thing and a gift to all who hear him.

Tom Kimmel

#17. A good wife is heaven's last, best gift to man, - his gem of many virtues, his casket of jewels; her voice is sweet music, her smiles his brightest day, her kiss the guardian of his innocence, her arms the pale of his safety ...

Jeremy Taylor

#18. So, Lena, darling, tell me, for curiosity's sake. When do you put out?"
...
"Jimmy, my love," I said, my voice soft and sweet, "I don't fuck a guy until he has the balls to actually man up and talk to me about his feelings.

Kylie Scott

#19. And sweet and far as from a star, replied a voice which shall not cease, till drowning all the noise of war, it sings the blessed song of peace

John Greenleaf Whittier

#20. When he saw her sitting there all alone, so young, and good, and beautiful, and kind to him; and heard her thrilling voice, so natural and sweet, and such a golden link between him and all his life's love and happiness, rising out of the silence; he turned his face away, and hid his tears.

Charles Dickens

#21. Ah! from the soul itself must issue forth A light, a glory, a fair luminous cloud Enveloping the Earth And from the soul itself must there be sent A sweet and potent voice, of its own birth Of all sweet sounds the life and element!

Samuel Taylor Coleridge

#22. Sweet it was in one sense, honey-sweet, and sent the same tingling through the nerves as her voice, but with a bitter underlying the sweet, a bitter offensiveness, as one smells in blood.

Bram Stoker

#23. You can live a life of either trusting your inner voice or distrusting your inner voice. You can cling to familiar expectations, conventions, and "reasonable" responses or you can listen to the sweet madness in your bones.

Tama J. Kieves

#24. You're something, alright." I laughed into his bare chest, my eyes closing. "I'm your something ... " His voice trailed off into a wisper as I drifted off.

J. Sterling

#25. In her hand she held a harp, and she sang. Sad and sweet was the sound of her voice in the cool clear air.

J.R.R. Tolkien

#26. Fifteen love,' Chris said in a strong, clear voice as he set up for his next serve, and Elizabeth sensed that in addition to announcing the score, he was sending her a special message. A message about love ...

Francine Pascal

#27. Let me go!" she growls. "No." "Let me fucking go, Colton." Her voice is tiny, scared, vulnerable, and vehement. "You let go." "Why?" A hitch in her voice. "Because holding on to it is killing you.

Jasinda Wilder

#28. Oh, isn't that sweet," came Jackal's loud, mocking voice ... "Let's make goo-goo eyes at each other in the middle of a stinking corpse field, how very romantic.

Julie Kagawa

#29. The bright bite in Mary Lee Kortes' voice [has] the high-mountain sunshine of Dolly Parton, with a sweet-iron undercoat of Chrissie Hynde.

David Fricke

#30. People always laugh, because they don't expect words like shit to come one of someone so petite, someone with a voice so quiet, so sweet.

Stephanie Perkins

#31. Joy is the sweet voice, joy the luminous cloud. We in ourselves rejoice! And thence flows all that charms or ear or sight, all melodies the echoes of that voice, all colours a suffusion from that light.

Samuel Taylor Coleridge

#32. Sweet is the voice of a sister in the season of sorrow.

Benjamin Disraeli

#33. Oh that voice, so sweet. Rich, like the taste of vanilla ice cream, vowels like flute music, warm caramel consonants. She could float in that voice forever and not miss a thing.

Suki Michelle

#34. Noah?
A welcome voice - not my mother's, but welcome all the same: Echo. A smile spread across my face. This was too good. Me in a towel, alone in the house with my nymph. I left the bathroom.

Katie McGarry

#35. Behold,' said the Voice, 'earthly beauty. It is nothing but seeming, for to the uninstructed eye the world appears fruitful and sweet, yet in it is nothing but a pile of skulls, showing where others were lost as they went before.

Maria McCann

#36. Don't make light of werewolves, Jessica,' Luke said in a quiet voice. 'They're very serious business.

Francine Pascal

#37. The demons in my mind are far away, and there is only her sweet voice, singing a song I've never heard...

Ella James

#38. Let her go!" That was a new voice, young but full of authority. ... There was Prince Maxon.
...
"Open the doors."
"But-Your Majesty-"
"Open the doors now and let her go. Now!

Kiera Cass

#39. The voice without a body went on singing, and certainly Raoul had never in his life heard anything more absolutely and heroically sweet, more gloriously insidious, more powerful.

Gaston Leroux

#40. Misery colored by the greens and blues in my mother's voice took away all the grief out of the words and left me with a conviction that pain was not only endurable, it was sweet.

Toni Morrison

#41. Thou knowest that my voice is sweet, That is if thou dost hear; And I am moulded in a form Somewhat below the mean.

Miguel De Cervantes Saavedra

#42. At another house two women learned very fast; I say women, but one was a girl about twelve or thirteen, already married, however. There was a little child about three years old. My sister asked, 'Who is the True God's Son?' The little thing replied, in a very sweet voice, 'Jesus.'

Lottie Moon

#43. Maria's sweet voice filled the silence. "Well, she's pleasant." I chuckled at the sarcasm dripping from her comment. "Yeah, if you find a root canal pleasant, then she's a gem.

C.A. Harms

#44. In some ways. it began when I heard her singing. Her voice twinning, mixing with my own. Her voice was like a portrait of her soul; wild as a fire, sharp as shattered glass, sweet and clean as clover

Patrick Rothfuss

#45. That's why I hadn't talked to you for a while. But man, did I miss hearing your sweet voice." Sandy was surprised. Mark was never the type to talk about "missing" anything,

Kim Brooks

#46. To obey my queen in all things." His voice was like his skin, dark. It made me think of molasses and other thick, sweet things. A voice so deep it could hit notes low enough to make my spine shiver.

Laurell K. Hamilton

#47. I seem to voice a lot of sweet, kind of dumb yellow characters for some reason.

Tom Kenny

#48. That beautiful mild woman for whose sake
There's many a one shall find out all heartache
On finding that her voice is sweet and low
Replied, 'To be born a woman is to know-
Although they do not talk of it at school -
That we must labor to be beautiful.

W.B.Yeats

#49. Do you love me, Ally?" he asked in his sweet voice.
I stared into his eyes. I drew in a breath.
Then I answered, "Yes, Ren. I love you.

Kristen Ashley

#50. Well then," Faye said. "Now that you've heard our story, we have just one question to ask you." She fixed Cassie with an odd half smile and said in a sweet, false voice, "Are you planning to be a good witch or a bad witch?

L.J.Smith

#51. They must have looked like traveling companions, Phoebe thought, possibly even a couple. She noticed her voice leaning into laughter, how she tossed her head, each tiny gesture like the sweet ache of a muscle craving exercise.

Jennifer Egan

#52. This world is a bitter tree, it has only two sweet nectar like fruits - one is soft voice and the other is company of gentlemen.

Chanakya

#53. His voice with its Cuban accent was soft and sweet as a banana.

Truman Capote

#54. Lilli . . . Lilli . . . Lilli."

Sweet Jesus, she was going to kill him. She'd just gotten to sleep. Now he was running a finger up and down her spine, saying her name in an extremely life-threatening singsong voice.

Susan Fanetti

#55. Your voice is the sweetest music and the sound of your smile is the ecstasy of my life.

Debasish Mridha

#56. I stood on my toes and stole a soft kiss from his lips. "Surprise attack," I said.
Sam leaned down and kissed me back, his mouth lingering on mine, teeth grazing my lower lip, making me shiver. "Surprise attack back."
"Sneaky," I said, my voice breathier than I intended.

Maggie Stiefvater

#57. His voice was different in the small, intimate spaces that existed when they were pressed together like this; it was sweet with a familiar sort of sleepiness, a voice just for her that the rest of the world didn't get to hear.

Lauren Gilley

#58. That dress makes me want to do bad things to you."
There was a long pause in which her sweet honeysuckle scent grew, twisting around him. Finally she spoke, her voice low. "What kinds of things?

Katie Reus

#59. What furniture can give such finish to a room as a tender woman's face? And is there any harmony of tints that has such stirring of delight as the sweet modulation of her voice?

George Eliot

#60. And over the pond are sailing Two swans all white as snow; Sweet voices mysteriously wailing Pierce through me as onward they go. They sail along, and a ringing Sweet melody rises on high; And when the swans begin singing, They presently must die.

Heinrich Heine

#61. And is not that a Mother's gentle hand that undraws your curtains, and a Mother's sweet voice that summons you to rise? To rise and forget, in the bright sunlight, the ugly dreams that frightened you so when all was dark.

Lewis Carroll

#62. The music throbbed in a voice of singular and delicate power; the air was resonant with melody, love and pain. The meanest Italian in the gallery far up beneath the ceiling, the most exalted of the land in the boxes and the stalls, leaned indulgently forward, to be swept by this sweet storm of song.

Gilbert Parker

#63. I have a free couple of hours," I told him, walking toward my car, which was parked on the next block. "There's a very private, very secluded barn in Lookout Hill Park behind the carousel. I could be there in fifteen minutes."
I heard the smile in his voice. "You want me bad.

Becca Fitzpatrick