Quotes About Silence

You better not never tell nobody but god.

I know what I'm thinking bout, I think. Nothing. And as much of it as I can.

Too many doubts grow in the cracks of silence and separation.

Exclamation marks kept stabbing out into the air after the words that I didn't want to let out. Stab and stab and stab, words and more hurtful words pushing against each other inside me, dying to get out.

If silences could be pregnant, then this one went to full term.

and when we talk about holy books and hooded men and death, why do we never mention the kkk?

Tie an Italian's hands behind his back and he'll be speechless.

THIS IS THE ACCOUNT of when all is still silent and placid. All is silent and calm. Hushed and empty is the womb of the sky. THESE, then, are the first words, the first speech. There is not yet one person, one animal, bird, fish, crab, tree, rock, hollow, canyon, meadow, or forest. All alone the sky exists. The face of the earth has not yet appeared.

A long mission was ahead of them, and no one wanted to get on anyone else's nerves with unnecessary chatter.

what is not voiced scarcely exists; silence would gradually erase everything, and the memory would fade.

But the heaviest things, I think, are the secrets. They can drown you if you let them.

There are some things that a woman knows that she cannot tell even her family. It is part intuition and part self-preservation.

Nos sonreímos el uno al otro, como si ambos supiéramos algo que ninguno de los dos tenía el valor de decir.

You know the only rule you need to know to get on in this country? 'Never complain, never explain.

I was surrounded by people. A hundred men, some women, my brother, Ernesto. No one did anything as the man pulled my pants down. No one intervened—not even God—as

If we all spoke the truth there would be a great deal of unhappiness in the world, and particularly at such a time. Some things are better left unsaid.

A good turnout at church today. It had nothing to do with the mild weather and a desire to gossip and everything to do with my oratory skills, I am perfectly convinced. Indeed, if not for Mrs Attwood's new bonnet, I would have had the ladies' undivided attention. The gentlemen I was more certain of. They had no interest in bonnets, new or otherwise, and listened in pleasing silence, broken only by an occasional snore.

Do we say to the wind, do you wish not to blow? Do we say to the thunder, would you rather be silent? No. We never think of these things.

Just consider how terrible the day of your death will be. Others will go on speaking, and you will not be able to argue back.

he had nothing to say and he said it

Death is a dignitary who when he comes announced is to be received with formal manifestations of respect, even by those most familiar with him. In the code of military etiquette silence and fixity are forms of deference.

What did I fear, and why? — I, to whom the night had been a more familiar face than that of man — I, in whom that element of hereditary superstition from which none of us is altogether free had given to solitude and darkness and silence only a more alluring interest and charm!

In the presence of death reason and philosophy are silent

La gente guardaba silencio como en presencia de un milagro; el espanto y el terror habían atado todas las lenguas.