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Quotes About Muted

Other people's words, not my own - my words are gone.
~ Jennifer Niven
He said nothing.
~ Ernest Hemingway
That sun, that light had faded, and she had faded with them. Now she was as grey as the season itself.
~ Anita Brookner
I'm not physically a super expressive person.
~ Fala Chen
In life, I'm pretty low-key and quite non-descript.
~ Olivia Cooke
Her screams, as always, were silent.
~ Annette Gisby
Un esclavo es aquel que no puede expresar su pensamiento.
~ Euripides
She wasn't much of a talker when there was nothing to say.
~ Alice Sebold
I can't describe what I'm feeling, she said. To anyone.
~ Alice Sebold
we heard a muffled boom
~ Ed Walton
He was a tall, burly, youngish man in plain clothes whose features some freak of heredity had assembled into a perpetual expression of muted alarm, so that to be in his company was like consorting with a man dogged by assassins.
~ Edmund Crispin
This is Jeremy, he doesn't talk much.
~ Anselm Audley
The crowd slowly dispersed in soft, whispering groups, voices muted by the fascination of death that all men carry with them in small pockets deep inside them.
~ Rod Serling
As if he was beating me to the punch, his words living forever, while I was left speechless, no rebuttal, no words left to say.
~ Sarah Dessen
Life is classified. There is always so much that goes unsaid.
~ Ally Carter
I'm quiet, so people might think I'm a mute.
~ Madlib
Quiet is the new loud.
~ Patrick Stump
I'm very quiet off stage.
~ Cilla Black
I tend to fly a bit under the radar.
~ Paul Stanley
I do not like the outlines of things to be too sharp. I like them gently blurred, a little hazy.
~ Margaret Mitchell
As long as I didn't say it aloud, it wasn't real
~ Sarah Dessen, Dreamland
Jenny looked, as usual, elegant and as fine-drawn as a young doe, but oddly muted, as if she had been outlined in sepia.
~ Anne Rivers Siddons
what an unfair advantage the dead had over the living, for there could be no rebuttal, no denial, nothing but the accusing silence of the grave.
~ Sharon Kay Penman
Muted pain, it turns out, is much worse than clear pain. Clear pain is quantifiable. One can face it, reckon with it, come away braver. There is no way to understand what you cannot feel. No reckoning to be had. It will haunt you forever, make you afraid. Still, they call her this laughable word: Survivor.
~ Elisa Albert