Hush Hush Book Series Quotes

The library turned out to be a very pleasant place, but it was not the comfortable chairs, the huge wooden bookshelves, or the hush of people reading that made the three siblings feel so good as they walked into the room. It is useless for me to tell you all about the brass lamps in the shapes of different fish, or the bright blue curtains that rippled like water as a breeze came in from the window, because although these were wonderful things they were no what made the three children smile. The Quagmire triplets were smiling, too, and although I have not researched the Quagmires nearly as much as I have the Baudelaires, I can say with reasonable accuracy that they were smiling for the same reason.

The dogs were fighting now, and Judd throws his Pabst can at ’em. “You-all shut up!” he yells. “Hush up!” The can hits the biggest dog, and they all

Too well to compliment you on it. I ‘liked’ it as I liked, or rather I felt it — as I have felt, occasionally, the tender and holy beauty of Raphael, the hushed glories of a summer night, the mystical chimes of a starlit sea. Your voice did me good, as those things did, until the feverish fret and noise of practical life wore off their influence again.” Violet gave a deep sigh of delight “You make me so happy! I often think that the doc-’ trine of immortality has no better plea than the vague yearning for something unseen and unconceived, the unuttered desire which rises in us, at the sound of true music. I have heard music at which I could have shed more bitter tears than any I have known, for I have had no sorrow, and which answered the restless passions of my heart better than any human mind that ever wrote.

A Daily Meditation Let us be still for a few moments, without moving even our little finger so that a hush descends upon us. There would be no place to go, nor to come from, for we would have arrived in this extraordinary moment; there would be a stillness and silence, that would fill all of our senses, where all things would find their rest. Everything would then be together in a deep connection, putting an end to ‘us and them’, this against that; we would not move in these brief moments, for that would disturb this palpable presence; there would be nothing to be said nor done, for life would embrace us in this wondrous meeting, and take us into its arms as a loving friend. Christopher Titmus

He is everything she expected, all that she seeks: hushed, musical eerie voice, dark looks, dreamy haunted expression, an adventurer of the imagination. Words spill from him, as he waxes about the Middle Ages and visions and talks invocations like a sorcerer.

Micky smiled at the screen. He thought it was time to get another cat. Dokken was going with Terry and Char, leaving the ship without a mascot. He spoke softly so the others wouldn’t hear. “Smedley, search the cat rescue places and see if you can find us an ornery beast to bring on board. The War Axe needs more personality than we can give it.” “I shall find you three,” Smedley confirmed in a hushed voice.

Moody used it to cheat cotton farmers. From his interviews with farmers, Brann cited an example of how Moody worked. Say the market reached 8.5 cents per pound: Moody would hold a large amount of cotton on consignment, but advise his clients to wait for a better price. When the price slumped to 6.5, as Moody knew it would, he would pretend to sell, apologizing to his clients for the unexpected downturn—and at the same time charging them extra storage fees, and interest on money advanced. In fact, Brann claimed, the colonel actually sold the cotton at 8.5, paying hush money to keep the transaction secret.

Ravyn threw his face again and replied in a hushed tone that I could still hear. “Expelled isn’t good enough. You deserve…expelled from life.” With that Harry began to cry, and I couldn’t help but feel sorry. “Ravyn!” I screamed my voice resounding through the courtyard. “Please stop!