“He spoke in that sweet and steely voice which he reserved for great occasions and practiced for hours together in his bedroom.”

“When they reached the stairs, he didn’t make her climb them herself. He picked her up in his arms and carried her to the big bathroom off their bedroom. He didn’t speak, his expression didn’t soften. But he was hard. His cock was like a poker, steely and hot against her hip. His eyes blazed with lust.”

“My father spoke with his hands. He was deaf. His voice was in his hands. And his hands contained his memories.”

“She said 'no' to the words he spoke, and 'yes' to the voice that spoke them.”

“You're so sweet, Gregori, Savannah purred, her voice strong in his mind.I am not sweet, he objected strenuously.”

“The wind speaks not more sweetly to the giant Oaks than to the least of all blades of grass, And he alone is great who turns the voice of the wind into a song made sweeter by his own loving”