Quotes About Silence

Sometimes we do not do things that we wish to do, so others will not know that we wish to do them.

if you want to talk to God, it's best to do it where you don't have to shout to have yourself heard.

Quiet the mind, and the soul will speak.

O olho do homem serve de fotografia ao invisível, como o ouvido serve de eco ao silêncio.

Os olhos continuaram a dizer coisas infinitas, as palavras de boca é que nem tentavam sair, tornavam ao coração caladas como vinham...

Cotrim, who was present, said: "Those came who had a genuine interest in you and in us. The eighty would have come only as a formality, would have talked about the inertia of the government, about patent medicines, about the price of real estate, or about each other…" Damasceno listened in silence, shook his head again, and sighed: "But they should have at least come.

Tis good to be sad and say nothing!" - When these words of Shakespeare caught my attention, I confess I felt an echo, a delicious echo.

Estávamos ali com o céu em nós. As mãos, unindo os nervos, faziam das duas criaturas uma só, mas uma só criatura seráfica. Os olhos continuaram a dizer coisas infinitas, as palavras de boca é que nem tentavam sair, tornavam ao coração caladas como vinham... 

Bacamarte evidenced neither vanity nor modesty; he listened in silence, as impassive as a stone god.

Em verdade, pouco apareço e menos falo. Distrações raras. O mais do tempo é gasto em hortar, jardinar e ler; como bem e não durmo mal.

It was the same way with silence. This was more than silence. A deaf person can feel vibrations. Here there was nothing to feel.

Silence fell between them, as tangible as the dark tree shadows that fell across their laps and that now seemed to rest upon them as heavily as though they possessed a measurable weight of their own.

As paredes tem ouvidos. (Portuguese: The walls have ears.)

The more a man knows, the less he talks.

That was surely the purest kind of kything. Mr. Jenkins had never had that kind of communion with another human being, a communion so rich and full that silence speaks more powerfully than words.

All that is required for the triumph of evil is that good men remain silent and do nothing.

We show our fear of silence in our conversation: I wonder if the orally-minded Elizabethans used "um" and "er" the way we do?

Plato spoke of the necessity for divine madness in the poet. It is a frightening thing to open oneself to this strange and dark side of the divine; it means letting go of our sane self-control, that control which gives us the illusion of safety. But safety is only an illusion, and letting it go is part of listening to the silence, and to the Spirit.

Qui plus sait, plus se tait. French, you know. The more a man knows, the less he talks.

Getting out of the way and listening is not something that comes easily, either in art or in prayer.

single night

And there, by the fire, held in the arms of his mother, in the room in which he learnt to crawl, to eat, to walk, to speak, Hamnet takes his last breath. He draws it in, he lets it out. Then there is silence, stillness. Nothing more.

situation is. The flight engineer points to the empty fuel gauge, and makes a throat-cutting gesture with his finger.* But he says nothing. Nor does anyone else for the next five minutes. There's radio chatter and routine business, and then the flight engineer cries

Why am I here, says the silence, what have I done, echoes the emptiness, why have I ruined myself in this wilful manner, chuckles the money in the till, why have I been brought so low, wheedles the thoroughfare, to which the only answer was—The square gave him no answer.