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“The voice of God whispers in the heart So softly That the soul pauses, Making no noise, And strives for these melodies, Distant, sighing, like faintest breath, And all the being is still to hear.”

Heart Stills Soul Voice Breaths Strive Noise Melody Pauses Strife Voice Of God

Book:War Is Kind and Other Poems

Source: War Is Kind and Other Poems

“Say yes, Jenny. Promise you'll marry me. Promise you'll still be here, driving me crazy and loving me when we're little and old and surrounded by grandchildren. Promise that you'll let me love you until I take my last breath. Promise.”

Love Littles Stills Lasts Crazy Love You Promise Let Me Breaths Driving Grandchildren Marry Me Drive Me Crazy Jenny Loving Me Let Me Love You

Author:Maggie Osborne

“I think of love, and you, and my heart grows full and warm, and my breath stands still... I can feel a sunshine stealing into my soul and making it all summer, and every thorn, a rose.”

Thinking Love Feels Heart Stills I Can Soul Grows My Heart Summer Romantic Breaths Rose Warm Stealing My Soul Sunshine

Book:The Letters of Emily Dickinson

Source: The Letters of Emily Dickinson

“Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from the fiery noon and eve's one star, Sat gray-haired Saturn, quiet as a stone, Still as the silence round about his lair.”

Stills Stars Silence Sadness Healthy Quiet Stones Breaths Rounds Sat Gray Noon Fiery Shady Saturn

Author:John Keats

“Lastly came Winter cloathed all in frize, Chattering his teeth for cold that did him chill; Whilst on his hoary beard his breath did freese, And the dull drops, that from his purpled bill As from a limebeck did adown distill: In his right hand a tipped staffe he held, With which his feeble steps he stayed still; For he was faint with cold, and weak with eld; That scarce his loosed limbes he hable was to weld.”

Stills Hands Steps Cold Weak Breaths Bills Winter Teeth Dull Chill Beard Scarce

Book:The Faerie Queene: Disposed Into Twelve Bookes Fashioning XII Morall Vertues

Source: The Faerie Queene: Disposed Into Twelve Bookes Fashioning XII Morall Vertues

“I ask myself what is the sound of women? What is the word for that still thing I have hunted inside them for so long? Deep inside the avalanche of joy, the thing deeper in the dark, and deeper still in the bed where we are lost. Deeper, deeper down where a woman's heart is holding its breath, where something very far away in that body is becoming something we don't have a name for.”

Heart Long Stills Body Joy Asks Names Lost Sound Women Dark Becoming Bed Breaths Deeper Far Away Deep Inside Hunted Avalanches Becoming Something Long Deep

Book:Refusing Heaven

Source: Refusing Heaven