Quotes About Silence

Lejano clavicordio que en silencio y olvido no diste nunca al sueño la sublime sonata

Todo esto viene en medio del silencio profundo en que la noche envuelve la terrena ilusión, y siento como un eco del corazón del mundo que penetra y conmueve mi propio corazón.

Ler rapidamente aquilo que o autor levou anos para pensar é um desrespeito. [...] Há frases que resumem uma vida. Por isso é preciso ler vagarosamente, prestando atenção nas idéias que se escondem nos silêncios que há entre as palavras.

O silêncio é como uma taça vazia que, por ser vazia, permite que a pessoa que está sofrendo recolha nela todas as suas lágrimas, que nós não conhecemos.

Parte da nossa estupidez é a incontinência verbal, a constante ejaculação de palavras – quando a verdadeira sabedoria seria fazer silêncio, parar os pensamentos, para ouvir a pregação das estrelas, dos peixes, das aves, das plantas.

Os silêncios são sempre embaraçosos porque nunca se sabe o que o outro está pensando...

The orange of the golden carp appeared at the edge of the pond. . . . We watched in silence at the beauty and grandeur of the great fish. Out of the corners of my eyes I saw Cico hold his hand to his breast as the golden carp glided by. Then with a switch of his powerful tail the golden carp disappeared into the shadowy water under the thicket.

Somehow I fell asleep in the graveyard.

Often and often afterwards, the beloved Aunt would ask me why I had never told anyone how I was being treated. Children tell little more than animals, for what comes to them they accept as eternally established.

Birdsong brings relief to my longing. I am just as ecstatic as they are, but with nothing to say.

silence is the language of god, all else is poor translation.

This poetry. I never know what I'm going to say. I don't plan it. When I'm outside the saying of it, I get very quiet and rarely speak at all.

In Silence there is eloquence. Stop weaving and see how the pattern improves.

Stop the words now. Open the window in the center of your chest, and let the spirits fly in and out.

Cities, like cats, will reveal themselves at night.

Here in the dark, O heart; Alone with the enduring Earth, and Night, And Silence, and the warm strange smell of clover; Clear-visioned, though it break you; far apart From the dead best, the dear and old delight; Throw down your dreams of immortality, O faithful, O foolish lover!

I firmly believe in shutting up when you've got nothing worthwhile to say. There's nothing worse than these writers who churn out book after book, each one a little duller, until nobody can remember why they liked them in the first place.

He thought of his old tapes, the ones he'd had for years, the ones he'd used over and over again. Their silence was always different to the silence of a new tape: it was loaded, prickly with things recorded and erased; a silence that was like ghosts. That house was an old tape masquerading as a new one. It had recorded and erased, but it was pretending it had just come out of the cellophane. It had ghosts, but it wasn't owning up to them.

Lee Not being able to speak is not the same as not speaking. You seem as if you like to talk. I like to let people talk who like to talk. It makes it easier to find out how full of shit they are.

We said nothing for some time but we couldn't have been more eloquent.

When the earth gave birth to this tree, There came no sound: A green shoot thrust In silence from the ground. Our births don't come so quiet— Most lives run riot— But the bud opens silently, And flower gives way to fruit. So must we search For the stillness within the tree, The silence within the root.

Listen to the night wind in the trees, Listen to the summer grass singing; Listen to the time that's tripping by, And the dawn dew falling. Listen to the moon as it climbs the sky, Listen to the pebbles humming; Listen to the mist in the trembling leaves, And the silence calling.

The Hare in the Moon

We said nothing for some time but we couldn't have been more eloquent.