Quotes About Muted

I keep lot of my opinions to myself.

We had come to see blackguards; but these men were something worse. There is a comic side, more or less appreciable, in all blackguardism — here there was nothing but tragedy — mute, weird tragedy. The quiet in the room was horrible.

We could take his gag away , thought Isaac, and he wouldn't scream . . . but then he might speak . . . He left the gag in place.

She did not want to speak of it, to trivialize this feeling with imprecise words.

I used to bottle up all of my emotions and never say anything. Even if something really made me mad, I'd be quiet.

Pain is very often a maimed creature without a mouth.

The things you don't like talking about would fill a library." "That's the kind of life I've had, all right?

She wondered if it was similar to how people felt when they first took antidepressants and they lost their pain, but everything else felt muted too: flatter, duller.

I appreciate a subdued performance, typically.

I'm kind of a subtle person.

All these words from the seller, but not one word from the sold. The Kings and Captains whose words moved ships. But not one word from the cargo. The thoughts of the "black ivory," the "coin of Africa," had no market value. Africa's ambassadors to the New World have come and worked and died, and left their spoor, but no recorded thought.

Even though it hurt, there are kinds of pain you couldn't speak out loud.

There are kinds of pain that you can't speak out loud.

What is thy sentence then but speechless death.

It was a hell of a lot easier to be silent and overlooked than to be constantly shut down.

You wonder why I don't talk to you anymore and please believe me when I say it's not that I don't want to, it's just that everything I want to say I can't tell you anymore.

Losers don't get to talk, man.

I'm much more low-key than the characters I've played.

endings that are muted, but which echo longer in the memory than louder, more explosive denouements.

The other rooms were thick with the corpses of suffocated words.

They bound me hand and foot; they placed me in a solitary darkness. They put a mask upon my face, with a metal bit between my lips to silence me. They gave me a tongue; and then stopped it up, so they would not have to hear it crying.

If you must make a noise, make it quietly.

became a mute

I'm like the wallpaper, there but barely noticed.