"Muted" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... been: Nor God nor Demon can undo the done, Unsight the seen Make muted music be as unbegun Though things terrene Groan in their bondage ...
— Aspects of Literature • J. Middleton Murry
... about God's sentinels," she murmured. There was no sharpness in her tone; it was hushed and quiet. The truth, so musically uttered, muted her shrill objections though it had not lessened her alarm. Her husband made no comment; his cigar, she noticed, had ...
— The Man Whom the Trees Loved • Algernon Blackwood
... in the now shadowy rooms. He found the telephone. He lifted the receiver and heard the humming of the line. He tried to call an operator. He heard the muted buzz that said the call was sounding. But there was no answer. He found a telephone book and dialed one number after another. Sheriff. Preacher. Doctor. Garage. Operator again. General store.... He could tell that telephones rang dutifully ...
— Operation Terror • William Fitzgerald Jenkins
... I slept again to the accompaniment of another sad song and the muted rattle of the pans as Cousin Egbert did the scullery work, and it was long past the luncheon hour when I awoke, still lame from the saddle, ...
— Ruggles of Red Gap • Harry Leon Wilson
... to his comrade, and she heard them shouting and laughing together, and then the muted scamper of their bare feet on the soft road toward ...
— The Leatherwood God • William Dean Howells
... closed the windows; if it was cold, she opened them and leaned out. If it was quiet, she was filled with fear; if it was not quiet, she longed for peace. She could not say her prayers; she had none to say; her mind and soul were muted, muffled, dumb. She felt the hours following each other in regular order as something terrible; she wanted to skip over years, just as one might skip over pages of a tiresome book. And when the worst came to the worst, and she ...
— The Goose Man • Jacob Wassermann
... to the door, conferred in muted tones with some unseen person, and returned bearing in its hands a porcelain early morning ...
— The Man Who Lost Himself • H. De Vere Stacpoole |
