The mouth closed slowly and opened again, but only to speak.

Tony nodded, his mouth too full for him to speak.

The "mouths" no longer flash to show they are speaking.

I opened my mouth to ask her-and could not speak.

The man's mouth moved, and then spoke in another voice.

It knew that though the human's mouth spoke the words, they were not repeated by his soul.

No, it wasn't, for now the face began to move and the mouth to speak.

He looked at Chantelle with empty eyes, and his mouth spoke someone else's words.

It was an odd experience, letting his mouth speak her words.

The single mouth spoke a language that made no sense, and all the eyes moved in different directions.