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Tag Name "Sighing" (41)

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Sighing, she shut the book with a snap. “All right. You need to vent, so I’ll listen to you vent. But do it quickly, because Rydstorm was about to plunder Sabine with his thick, hard—
Gena Showalter
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Sighing restlessly, the boundless sea broke huge rollers into white cream which hissed hungrily up to the tideline.
Brian Jacques
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Sighing that Nature formed but one such man, and broke the die.
Lord Byron
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I like the sea: we understand one another. It is always yearning, sighing for something it cannot have and so am I.
Greta Garbo
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Earth felt the wound and Nature from her seat, Sighing through all her works, gave signs of woe That all was lost.
John Milton
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Elizabeth, With my compliments. You will never get your claws into another one of mine. Rot in hell, Nïx clasped her hands over her chest, sighing, He gave you his heart. That's so romantic. So much better than a candy heart. Those get stuck in the fangs, you know.
Kresley Cole
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A person who is wise does nothing against their will, nothing with sighing or under coercion.
Marcus Tullius Cicero
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Ah! the year is slowly dying, And the wind in tree-top sighing, Chant his requiem. Thick and fast the leaves are falling, High in air wild birds are calling, Nature's solemn hymn.
Mary Weston Fordham
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Prayer is a condition of mind, an attitude of heart, which God recognizes as prayer whether it manifests itself in quiet thinking, in sighing or in audible words.
Ole Hallesby
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Perhaps out there, somewhere, someone is sighing for your absence and with this thought, my soul begins to breathe.
Petrarch
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Their sighing, canting, grace-proud faces, their three-mile prayers, and half-mile graces.
Robert Burns
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Fling out, fling out, with cheer and shout, To all the winds of Our Country's Banner! Be every bar, and every star, Displayed in full and glorious manner! Blow, zephyrs, blow, keep the dear ensign flying! Blow, zephyrs, sweetly mournful, sighing, sighing, sighing!
Abraham Coles
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The Autumn is old The sere leaves are flying He hath gather'd up gold, And now he is dying- Old age, begin sighing!
Thomas Hood
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Let me be content with being happy, without sighing that I am not distinguished.
Anna Seward
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Perhaps if only once you did enjoy The thousandth part of all the happiness A heart beloved enjoys, returning love, Repentant, you would surely sighing say, “All time is truly lost and gone Which is not spent in serving love.”
Torquato Tasso
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After us they'll fly in hot air balloons, coat styles will change, perhaps they'll discover a sixth sense and cultivate it, but life will remain the same, a hard life full of secrets, but happy. And a thousand years from now man will still be sighing, Oh! Life is so hard! and will still, like now, be afraid of death and not want to die.
Anton Chekhov
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But to go to school in a summer morn, O! It drives all joy away Under a cruel eye outworn, The little ones spend the day In sighing and dismay.
William Blake
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We, in the ages lying In the buried past of the earth, Built Nineveh with our sighing, And Babel itself with our mirth And o'erthrew them with prophesying To the old of the new world's worth For each age is a dream that is dying, Or one that is coming to birth.
Arthur O'Shaughnessy
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Welcome ever smiles, and farewell goes out sighing.
William Shakespeare
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She is sighing deeply now with sympathy and delight - the delight of an addict when someone else admits he's hooked, too.
Christopher Isherwood
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One can be a soldier without dying and a lover without sighing.
Edwin Arnold
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Artists will sometimes speak of Rome with disparagement or indifference while it is before them but no artist ewer lived in Rome and then left it, without sighing to return.
George Stillman Hillard
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What are you up to?” “Oh, you know, mischief and mayhem,” he replied. “That so reminds me of Harry Potter,” Brit said, sighing. “I need a re-read.” We all turned to her. Two bright spots appeared in her cheeks as she tossed her blonde hair back. “What? I’m not ashamed to admit that random things remind me of Harry Potter.
J. Lynn
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From haunted spring and dale Edg'd with poplar pale The parting genius is with sighing sent.
John Milton
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