“But who ever heeds the voice of reason when love whispers, softly persuasive, in the other ear?”
“And he loves to read. He loves the whisper of the pages and the way his fingertips catch on rough paper, the pour of the words up from the leaves, through soft light, into his eyes, the mute voice in his ears.”
“This is the forked tongue of grief again. It whispers in one ear: return to what you once loved best, and in the other ear it whispers, move on.”
“He did not playfully shake him, as was his wont, or murmur soft love curses; but he whispered in his ear.'As you love me, Buck. As you love me,' was what he whispered.--Call of the Wild”
“Aubrey's voice when he answered was soft. "I'm one of the reasons they wouldn't dare.”
“Love is like that: insistent, sure, persuasive. It silences easily all whispers of misgiving.”