There's nothing like your mother's sympathetic voice to make you want to burst into tears.
Confessions of a Shopaholic... telling herself stories about herself in a singsong voice, creating her own mythology.
Cutting for StoneFor last year's words belong to last year's language And next year's words await another voice.
Four QuartetsHis voice reminded me of the slow stretching descent of honey from a highly placed silver spoon.
Gifted