Christ,' he said to the tiny reflection of himself that floated along the surface of his coffee,'You have become quite the maudlin sop, haven't you? Laughing softly, he rubbed a hand over his face. Step one on the road back to sanity, stop talking to yourself.
— Kristen CallihanThe Invisible is movingSoftly and soothingI feel it insideIt is youIt is my feeling for youI want to give it lifeMy whole life.
— Rixa WhiteI praise loudly. I blame softly.
— Catherine the Great