There's life for you. Spend the best years of your life studying penmanship and rhetoric and syntax and Beowulf and George Eliot, and then somebody steals your pencil.
Dorothy ParkerRead
His voice was as intimate as the rustle of sheets.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote compares the softness of a person's voice to the gentle sound of bed sheets, emphasizing intimacy and closeness.
In this quote, Dorothy Parker expresses a feeling of intimacy and tenderness associated with someone's voice. By comparing it to the gentle sound of rustling sheets, she evokes a sense of comfort and closeness that often accompanies intimate moments, suggesting that the voice can evoke deep emotional connections much like physical presence can.
Themes
IntimacyVoiceLoveClosenessComfort
In practice
Example use cases
Sharing this quote during a romantic dinner to emphasize the sweetness of the moment.
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