Quotes About Silent

He gave, took, told her with every stroke what he hadn't been able to convey with words, communicated what he'd felt from the moment he saw her enter the courtroom, and knew, in that instant, that he'd been blessed and doomed in the same heartbeat.

Just because a person isn't talking about something doesn't mean it's not on their mind. Often, in fact, it's why they won't speak of it.

I sat quiet, silent, angry, refusing to grieve, because it seemed like to do so would be giving everyone what the wanted.

I was drowning in broad daylight and no one could tell.

You who alone know the secrets of hearts, look with love upon my feeble attempts at silent prayer. I am grateful that you do not measure my effort but look only upon my love for you.

It is the calm and silent waters that drown you.

The deepest life of nature is silent and obscure; so often the elements that move and mould society are the results of the sister's counsel and the mother's prayer.

Jealousy lives stateless, having no language, caste, colour, and creed. It works in the minds, as like a termite, works in the wood, silently and peacefully.

Love does not knock; it enters silently and becomes not only difficult to expel, but even that stays impossible too.

Love stays impassive and inexpressive, before the beloved's birth and visibility

Time stays silent and soundless; however, it comes out and reflects, becoming as a history.

Alex, seated on her left, was one of those men who acted like he"d been issued a certain number of words at birth and didn"t want to run out. It took a little effort to get him talking

A story is a life that didn't happen, and a life is a story that didn't get told.

And did with sighs their fate deplore, Since I must shelter them no more; And if before my joys were such, In having heard, and seen too much, My grief must be as great and high, When all abandoned I shall be, Doomed to a silent destiny.

Listen, if you would learn; be silent, if you would be safe.

The Arenos felt that their silent bayou, their buried kin, their dead trees were forgotten, like the female half of the Nuer. Coming

The eyes of the Armenians speak long before the lips move and long after they cease to.

I'm quiet, so people might think I'm a mute.

I think there is a very quiet power in things that are not on screen.

What was silent in the father speaks in the son, and often I found in the son the unveiled secret of the father.

We sleepwalkers of the day! We artists! We who conceal naturalness! We who are moon- and God-struck! We untiring wanderers, silent as death, on heights that we see not as heights but as our plains, as our safety.

At Cold Corner in midwinter, the women of the Snow Clan were waging a cold war against the men. They trudged about like ghosts in their whitest furs, almost invisible against the new-fallen snow, always together in female groups, silent or at most hissing like angry shades. They avoided Godshall with its trees for pillars and walls of laced leather and towering pine-needle roof.

I was sent to boarding school - a grim place. The only good thing the headmaster did for us was every Sunday evening in the winter he would show us films in the chapel. He couldn't afford a sound projector, so we saw silent films, which you could then still rent from photographic shops.

This is a universal, unique movie, it has potential to cross barriers. But we never thought about that on set, when we were doing the film. We knew that in making a silent movie, we were doing something a little bit under the wire, a bit interdit. It's a pastiche, but for the French taste, you would have thought.