“Always the idea of unbroken quiet broods around the grave. It is a port where the storms of life never beat, and the forms that have been tossed on its chafing waves lie quiet forevermore. There the child nestles as peacefully as ever it lay in its mother's arms, and the workman's hands lie still by his side, and the thinker's brain is pillowed in silent mystery, and the poor girl's broken heart is steeped in a balm that extracts its secret woe, and is in the keeping of a charity that covers all blame.” HeartChildrenHas BeensStillsIdeasHandsFormLyingMotherGirlSidesPoorSecretBrainMysteryBrokenArmsQuietBeatsBlameLaysSilentCharityWaveStormGravesThinkerWoePortUnbrokenWorkmenStorms Of LifeChafing Author:Edwin Hubbel Chapin
“While things on the surface seem more quiet than at any time since last summer, I do not like the maintenance of what amounts to almost full mobilization in aggressor countries. Surely they cannot afford it and if they had any definite policy of trying to work out economic salvation (except by arms) they would be showing some signs of cutting military expenditures.” IfsTryingWarCountrySeemsWould BeLastsCuttingEconomicMilitaryPolicyArmsAmountQuietSummerSalvationWork OutSurfaceAggressionDefiniteMaintenanceExpendituresAggressorsLast SummerMobilization Author:Franklin D. Roosevelt
“What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why, I have forgotten, and what arms have lain Under my head till morning, but the rain Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh Upon the glass and listen for reply, And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain For unremembered lads that not again Will turn to me at midnight with a cry. Thus in the winter stands the lonely tree, Nor knows what birds have vanished one by one, Yet knows its boughs more silent than before: I cannot say what loves have come and gone, I only know that summer sang in me A little while, that in me sings no more.” KnowsHeartLittlesPainTurnsMorningGoneTreeCryArmsMy HeartQuietSummerBirdRainLonelySilentWinterForgottenLipsGlassesGhostTonightMidnightSighLadLonely Trees Author:Edna St. Vincent Millay
“I am in need of music that would flow Over my fretful, feeling finger-tips, Over my bitter-tainted, trembling lips, With melody, deep, clear, and liquid-slow. Oh, for the healing swaying, old and low, Of some song sung to rest the tired dead, A song to fall like water on my head, And over quivering limbs, dream flushed to glow! There is a magic made by melody: A spell of rest, and quiet breath, and cool Heart, that sinks through fading colors deep To the subaqueous stillness of the sea, And floats forever in a moon-green pool, Held in the arms of rhythm and of sleep.” NeedsHeartMadeFeelingsDreamSongFallWaterSleepHealingForeverClearMagicSeaColorArmsQuietMoonLowsFlowBreathsGreenTiredFingersLipsBitterRhythmMelodySpellsPoolStillnessLimbsFloatsLiquidTremblingFadingTaintedSwaying Book:Elizabeth Bishop: Poems, Prose, and Letters Source: Elizabeth Bishop: Poems, Prose, and Letters
“I was thinking the first thing we should do is Expelliarmus, you know, the Disarming Charm. I know it's pretty basic but I've found it really useful -" "Oh please," said Zacharias Smith, rolling his eyes and folding his arms. "I don't think Expelliarmus is exactly going to help us against You-Know-Who, do you?" "I've used it against him," said Harry quietly. "It saved my life last June." Smith opened his mouth stupidly. The rest of the room was very quiet. "But if you think it's beneath you, you can leave.” IfsThinkingKnowsShouldFirstsSaidHelpingEyeLastsUsedFoundRoomsArmsPleaseQuietMouthsSavedHis EyesCharmRollingJuneDisarmingFolding Author:J. K. Rowling
“The Set animal’s jaws were pried open so fast that it yelped and let go of my arm. I stood, now encased in a magical barrier twice my normal size, and kicked Leroy into a wall. Good! said Horus. Now dispatch the beast to the netherworld! Quiet man. I’m doing all the work.” MenSaidAnimalWallArmsQuietLetting GoNormalSizeBeastBarriersHorusQuiet Man Author:Rick Riordan
“Knowing I wasn't going anywhere, I frantically searched for some way to help her. A dark figure caught my eye. "Christian!" I yelled. He'd been staring at Lissa's retreating figure but glanced up at the sound of his name. One of my escorts shushed me and took my arm. "Be quiet." I ignored her. "Go after her," I called to Christian. "Hurry." He just sat there, and I suppressed a groan. "Go, you idiot!" My guardians snapped at me to be quiet again, but something inside of Christian woke up. Springing up from his lounging position, he tore off in the direction Lissa had traveled.” WayHelpingEyeChristianNamesSoundDarkKnowingFiguresPositionArmsQuietCaughtIdiotStaringSatTraveledIgnoredGuardianLounging Book:Vampire Academy: The Complete Collection Source: Vampire Academy: The Complete Collection
“What are you looking at?" Jordan demanded finally, watching her. "A dragon." When he looked bewildered she lifted her arm and pointed to the sky in the southeast. "Right there—that cloud—what do you see when you look at it?" "A fat cloud." Alexandra rolled her eyes at him. "What else do you see?" He was quiet for a moment studying the sky. "Five more fat clouds and three thin ones.” LooksMomentsEyeThreeStudyFiveSkyArmsQuietCloudsFatsDragonsHer EyesJordanBewildered Book:Something Wonderful Source: Something Wonderful
“I pu my finger to her lips. "You have to hush a minute so that I can tell you something." "What?" she says, bites my finger. I look at her. "I love you." She gets quiet, the kind of quiet that sinks into her, softens her. "Well that works out," she finally says, her voice deeper and breathless, her eyes moist, "because I love you too." She turns, leans against my arm, and settles into me.” WellsLooksKindI CanEyeTurnsVoiceMinutesLove YouArmsQuietFingersLipsWork OutDeeperSettlingBitesHer EyesHushBreathlessI Love You Too Author:Brad Barkley
“At the door , she made him promise to go without goodbyes .She closed the door on him . Laila leaned her back against it , shaking against his pounding fists , one arm gripping her belly and a hand across her mouth , as he spoke throughout the door and promised that he would come back for her . She stood there until he tired , until he gave up , and then she listened to his uneven footsteps until they faded , until all was quiet , save for the gunfire cracking in the hills and her own heart thudding in her belly , her eyes , her bones .” HeartMadeHandsEyeDoorsArmsPromiseQuietMouthsTiredBonesHillsGoodbyeSpokesHer EyesBellyFistsShakingGave UpFootstepsFadedGripping Author:Khaled Hosseini
“She was getting used to his rhythms and his moods, recognizing the quiet signals that telegraphed who he was. Good and bad, strengths and faults, he was hers forever. As she pulled into the driveway, she spotted Logan coming down the steps from the house, and she waved. She was his forever, too—imperfect as she was. Take it or leave it, she thought. She was who she was. As Logan walked toward her, he smiled as if reading her mind and opened his arms.” IfsMindUsedReadingHouseStepsForeverArmsQuietFaultsMoodRhythmImperfectSignalsRecognizingGood And BadDriveway Author:Nicholas Sparks
“Let her arm go and pray she has no bruise,” a familiar voice said in a low angry tone. I shuddered from relief at the sound of his voice. Trey released my arm and shrugged, grinning. “I just wanted an oyster, and she wouldn’t serve me.” I opened my mouth to protest when the warm fingers holding my arm softly squeezed me for reassurance. So, I stayed quiet. “Jason, please escort your friend to the door. I have no other reason to speak with him unless Sadie has a bruise or any lasting marks from his hands, and then he will see me again.” SaidReasonHandsWantedSpeakSoundVoiceDoorsArmsPrayingPleaseQuietLowsMouthsMarkAngryFingersWarmFamiliarToneReliefProtestLastingJasonOystersBruisesReassuranceGrinningSadie Author:Abbi Glines
“She'll have to get over it, then. Are you going to let her drop out of Dauntless for a stupid reason like not being able to walk?" Zeke is quiet for a few seconds. His eyes shift over my face, and he squints, as if weighing and measuring me. Then he turns and bends and wraps his arms around me. it's been so long since someone hugged me that I stiffen. Then I relax, and let the gesture force warmth over my body.” IfsLongReasonBodyEyeAbleFacesTurnsForceWalksStupidArmsQuietHis EyesRelaxOver ItWarmthSecondsGesturesGet OverWrapsMeasuringWeighingDauntless Author:Veronica Roth
“On the bed, Eugenides stirred restlessly. "Upset at the sight of blood?" he said. "Not my wife, Ornon." "Your blood," the ambassador pointed out. Eugenides glanced at the hook on his arm and conceded the point. "Yes," he said. He seemed lost in memory. The room was quiet.” SaidLostMemoriesRoomsWifeBloodArmsBedQuietSightMy WifeUpsetHookAmbassadorsConceded Author:Megan Whalen Turner