Quotes About Silence

It is unbearably painful for the soul to love silently.

I will never say the things that I want to say to you. I know the damage it would do. I love you more than I hate my loneliness and pain.

Love itself describes its own perfection. Be speechless and listen.

Do not the most moving moments of our lives find us without words?

Nothing I say can explain to you Divine Love Yet all of creation cannot seem to stop talking about it.

Love...doesn't need a complicated metaphor And sometimes nothing needs to be said at all

I love the silent hour of night, for blissful dreams may then arise, revealing to my charmed sight what may not bless my waking eyes.

Love understands love; it needs no talk.

Love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear. . .

We stood there, looking at each other, saying nothing. But it was the kind of nothing that meant everything.

In their presence, there's no need for continuous conversation, but you find you're quite content in just having them nearby.

Although I may try to describe Love, When I experience it, I am speechless.

Believing is nothing other than, in the darkness of the world, touching the hand of God, and in this way, in silence, hearing the Word, seeing love.

As for love . . . no, having once written that word I can write nothing more.

I love making pictures but I don't like talking about them.

You gotta be careful: don't say a word to nobody about nothing anytime ever.

The silence was pregnant with noise, with muted fury, with questions the father found too disgusting to frame and with answers to which the son was incapable of giving voice.

These are the things you don't say, even to someone you love.

Do you know how hard it is to say nothing? When every atom of you strains to do the opposite? I had practiced not saying anything the whole way from the airport, and it was still nearly killing me.

I'm not going to try and change your mind." "If you're here, you accept it's my choice. This is the first thing I've been in control of since the accident." "I know." And there it was. He knew it, and I knew it. There was nothing left for me to do. Do you know how hard it is to say nothing ? When every atom of you strains to do the opposite? I just tried to be, tried to absorb the man I loved through osmosis, tried to imprint what I had left of him on myself. I did not speak...

I held him close and said nothing, all the while telling him silently that he was loved. Oh, but he was loved.

And there it was. He knew it, and I knew it. There was nothing left for me to do. Do you know how hard it is to say nothing ? When every atom of you strains to do the opposite? I just tried to be, tried to absorb the man I loved through osmosis, tried to imprint what I had left of him on myself. I did not speak...

And there followed a strange, elongated couple of minutes. The kind in which two people know they have to part, and don't want to.And while neither can acknowledge it, each believes the other feels it too.

With Will I had never had to consider what I said; talking to him was as effortless as breathing. Now I was good at not really saying anything about myself at all.