Quotes About Silence

I must be shutting up like a telescope.

It is wrong from beginning to end,' said the Caterpillar decidedly, and there was silence for some minutes.

Alice kept her eyes anxiously fixed on it, for she felt sure she would catch a bad cold if she did not get dry very soon. 'Ahem!' said the Mouse with an important air, 'are you all ready? This is the driest thing I know. Silence all round, if you please! William the Conqueror, whose cause was favoured by the pope, was soon submitted to by the English [...]

In vain we roared;in vain we tried To rouse her into laughter: Her pensive glances wandered wide From orchestra to rafter - TIER UPON TIER! she said,and sighed; And silence followed after.

Really, now you ask me," said Alice, very much confused, "I don't think——" "Then you shouldn't talk," said the Hatter.

Estás pensando en algo, querida, y eso hace que te olvides de hablar.

Si solamente hablases cuando alguien te preguntase, y si la otra persona siempre esperase que fueses tú quien iniciases la conversación, nunca nadie diría nada.

Well, it's got no business there, at any rate: go and take it away!' There was a long silence after this, and Alice could only hear whispers now and then; such as, 'Sure, I don't

Oh, how I wish I could shut up like a telescope! I think I could, if I only know how to begin.' For

This question the Dodo could not answer without a great deal of thought, and it stood for a long time with one finger pressed upon its forehead (the position in which you usually see Shakespeare, in the pictures of him), while the rest waited in silence.

People have asked the question Can a Thing exist without any Attributes belonging to it? It is a very puzzling question, and I'm not going to try to answer it: let us turn up our noses, and treat it with contemptuous silence, as if it really wasn't worth noticing.

Nature abhors a long silence.

She never utters a sound even when she's crying, and that makes me a little sad. Doesn't seem right. When you cry, people should hear you. The world should stop.

Around us the night creatures have their say. We are surrounded by a symphony of crickets and frogs. Neither of us feels the need to speak, and I suppose that is one of the qualities I find comforting in Kartik. We can be alone together.

Really? And what curse befalls the Adams of the world? Ann opens her mouth and, presumably thinking of nothing to say, closes it again. It is Felicity who answers, eyes steely. They are weak to temptation. And we are their temptresses.

Goodbye, I whisper at last, when it no longer matters and there is no one to hear it but the window.

The desperation meeting the silence with its unmasked wish.

Theta rolled over, facing Evie, their noses nearly touching. "Evil?" "Yes?" "I love you. Now, shut up and go to sleep.

But what was the point of living so quietly... you made no noise at all

I like people who refuse to speak until they are ready to speak.

A woman once described a friend of hers as being such a keen listener that even the trees leaned toward her, as if they were speaking their innermost secrets into her listening ears. Over the years I've envisioned that woman's silence, a hearing full and open enough that the world told her its stories. The green leaves turned toward her, whispering tales of soft breezes and the murmurs of leaf against leaf.

There is no real aloneness. There is solitude and the nurturing silence that is relationship with ourselves, but even then we are part of something larger.

You remember the 'be quiet' part of the rules? Embrace it.

And so it began, not with thunderous noise, or drama, or a cataclysmic collapse, but with . . . silence.