Quotes About Silently

Truly fine poetry must be read aloud. A good poem does not allow itself to be read in a low voice or silently. If we can read it silently, it is not a valid poem: a poem demands pronunciation. Poetry always remembers that it was an oral art before it was a written art. It remembers that it was first song.

Warriors should suffer their pain silently," growled Tigerclaw. He looked Ravenpaw straight in the eye. "You need to learn to hold your tongue." Ravenpaw flinched and dropped his eyes to the ground. "Tigerclaw's a bit grumpy today," Graypaw whispered into Firepaw's ear.

You are the beginning of Eternity now, she said silently to Master Haywood. You have arrived at the end of Fear. And I will love you always, for as long as the world endures.

Slowly, silently, I reach out and slip the glass out of her hand. "What do you think you're doing?" The old lady's voice startles me and I jump back. Mrs. Reynolds has one eye open like tha guy from the cartoon monster movie. "I, uh, thought you were napping." "Do I look like I'm napping?" "Right now you don't.

The soul is a temple; and God is silently building it by night and by day. Precious thoughts are building it; disinterested love is building it; all-penetrating faith is building it.

No one ever saw all of him. It took me nearly four decades to allow my father his shadows, his reserve, to sit silently with him and not clamor for something more.

The human heart is like a night bird. Silently waiting for something, and when the time comes, it flies straight toward it.

As he made his morning coffee, Tengo found himself silently wishing that this peaceful time could go on forever. If he said it aloud, some keen-eared demon somewhere might overhear him. And so he kept his wish for continued tranquility to himself. But things never go the way you want them to, and this was no exception. The world seemed to have a better sense of how you wanted things not to go.

There was an inexhaustible source of clouds in some land far to the north. Decisive people, minds fixed on the task, clothed in thick, gray uniforms, working silently from morning to night to make clouds, like bees make honey, spiders make webs, and war makes widows.

Amos watched her, struck again by how exquisite the stories were the people around him carried, and mostly silently, the lives they'd lived and endured, the sweetness and loss.

Secrets can remind us of the countless human dramas, of frailty and heroism playing out silently in the lives of people all around us.

Your memories will be a flock of birds, silently flying in the sky. You will see them flying in and see them flying away. The memories will disappear and there will be nothing left.

I silently smiled at my incessant good fortune.

In any given culture and at any given moment, there is always only one 'episteme' that defines the conditions of possibility of all knowledge, whether expressed in theory or silently invested in a practice.

Dogs in prey mode will silently and quickly approach their target. One fierce, very hard, full-mouth bite accompanied by shaking the selected target is a common indicator of predatory behaviour. The

What can oppose the decline of the west is not a resurrected culture but the utopia that is silently contained in the image of its decline.

Silently, without questioning her luck—luck always favors the arrow that knows its goal—she ascends the stairs.

But the Achaian men went silently, breathing valor,        stubbornly minded each in his heart to stand by the others.

Infatuation -You easily back off. Love -You silently care, no matter what..!!

I look at the boys, asleep, unconscious to be exact, and plead silently with them to tell me the truth.

The night shall be filled with music And the cares that infest the day Shall fold their tents like the Arabs, And as silently steal away.

We disappear as stars do, soundless, without a trace.

Clunk! Something hit the back of his head and he turned quickly, silently, and peered through the gap in the leaves to where Temba crouched in another tree, waiting, his black skin scarcely visible in the deep green shade among the branches. Temba moved his left arm slowly, pointing down to Madu's right.

MY, you have a way of making me do things I don't normally do. I haven't dressed up for Halloween since the third grade (Spiderman), and though it's gotten harder over the years, I've managed to silently protest that whore of a holiday for the bulk of my life. Yet here I am in a mothball-scented dressing room at Bridgeport Costumes. The dressing room is so small that a fucking Smurf would be sweating.