My hush is lush. It’s drunk on its own greenness, just as I’m drunk on my blue silence. What would you say if I asked you to turquoise?
I can't really remember a time in my life when I didn't know something about what we call the Holocaust. It was this dark topic that I would know more about when I got older, but which was spoken about in hushed tones.
'Be comfortable with who you are', reads the headline on the Hush Puppies poster. Are they mad? If people were comfortable with who they were, they'd never buy any products except the ones they needed, and then where would the advertising industry be...
Stanley Kowalski: Hey you hens! Cut out the cackling in there! Stella: You can't hear us! Stanley Kowalski: Well you can hear me, and I told you to hush up!
[first lines] [seeing a horseman in the distance] Aaron Edwards: Ethan? Debbie Edwards: Hush, Prince. Lucy Edwards: That's your Uncle Ethan! Martha Edwards: [he approaches] Welcome home, Ethan!
In a few minutes I heard the books' voices: a low, steady, unsupressible hum. I'd heard it many times before. I've always had a finely tuned ear for a library's accumulations of echo and desire. Libraries are anything but hushed.
Beyond the lake the waning moon has slowed, And stands there like a window open wide Into a hushed and brightly lit abode Where something dreadful has occurred inside.
So the gods,” Moash said, nursing his own drink, “were pleased that you solved problems on your own . . . by going to other gods and begging them for help instead?” “Hush,” Rock said. “Is good story.
Alone, I relished the bird songs, the drone of hushed conversation from neighboring tables, and the gentle lapping of waves sliding on the shore. I didn't feel the passage of time. There was no destination propelling me forward, no past and no future...
When the Bible itself becomes irksome, inquire whether you have not been spoiling your appetite by sweetmeats and renounce them; and believe that the Word is the wire along which the voice of God will certainly come to you if the heart is hushed and ...
Ralphie: Mom, this is just the same dumb old parade as last year. Mother: Ralphie, will you please calm down? Ralphie: Mom! Mother: Hush! Mr. Parker: SHUT UP, Ralphie!
Puck shook her head ruefully. "We haven't even solved the first problem, and I'm worrying about the next one. I must be an idiot." "No," Hush said, wiggling an impossible finger at her. "Only kindness. Very much kindness.
We speak in hushed voices, so as not to wake our memories, the things we've done, the things we'll continue to do, for fear of breaking the cycle, how fierce we were when we were young, when we were unafraid of coming unhinged.
Precious is sleep, better to be of stone, while the oppression and the shame still last; not seeing and not hearing, I am blest; so do not wake me, hush! keep your voice down.
And sometimes," she added, in a slightly hushed tone, like she was letting me in on a secret, "if you don't feel great on the inside, just look great on the outside, and after a while you won't be able to tell the difference.
Hush,” I said. “I’m here, and I’m not letting you out of my sight anytime soon so keep holding me tight.” I looked down, a little more than afraid of plummeting hundreds of feet down.- Breena to Kian, Silver Frost
During an especially noisy elementary school assembly I witnessed a common marvel. Someone spoke, into the mic, and the room hushed. Such magic never ceases to amaze me.
I bleed words. I dream in narrative. I live in infinite worlds. I befriend figmental characters. I wish on stars in other galaxies. I harvest stories from a brooding muse. I bloom under moonlight in hushed seclusion. I am a writer.
Daisy Werthan: Did you have the air-conditioning checked? I told you to have the air-conditioning checked. Hoke Colburn: I had the air-conditioning checked. I don't know what for. You never allow me to turn it on. Daisy Werthan: Hush up!
You think of yourself as a citizen of the universe. You think you belong to this world of dust and matter. Out of this dust you have created a personal image, and have forgotten about the essence of your true origin
My goal in going public was not to put my extended family to shame, or to get back at Brian for abusing my sister and me; rather, my mission was to give a face and voice to an epidemic that society stays hushed about.
