Two turtle doves will show theeWhere my cold ashes lieAnd sadly murmuring tell theeHow in tears I did die
.. God and your heart both whisper - incline your ear - don't just learn from your head..
Listen to your inner self, it knows you best.
Heaven, envious of our joys, is waxen pale; And when we whisper, then the stars fall down To be partakers of our honey talk.(Dido, Queen of Carthage 4.4.52-54)
My phone is on my bed, whispering in my ear like a bottle of scotch to a recovering alcoholic, while the rain continues cackling at me through my window
I may not be a horse whisperer, but I certainly can and do shout at unicorns.