Quotes About Silence

With a teacher it is necessary to be sensitive to their directions; most of the time they won't say much. You have to be still and silent to understand.

Like a dart the present glances, Silent stands the past sublime.

He had found over the years that silence sometimes yielded more than questions. And so it was this time.

Time moves in it special way in the middle of the night.

We are too connected. There's noise in our heads all the time.

It's going to go away because we all need silence. We all need time to reflect and think. I am not at all pessimistic about this.

It was the silent time before dawn, along the shores of what had been one of the most beautiful lakes in southern Africa.

For every time we regret keeping still, there are about ten times we regret speaking up.

I listen to the tick of an unseen clock marking moments of time long passed.

God has so arranged the chronometry of our spirits, that there shall be thousands of silent moments between the striking hours.

Sometimes you move publicly, sometimes privately. Sometimes quietly, sometimes at the top of your voice. And sometimes an active policy is best advanced by doing nothing until the right timeor never.

According to all the experts, it's time for me to talk about what I'm going through... I can't. I'd need a new alphabet, one made of falling, of tectonic plates shifting, of the deep devouring dark.

Now at my age I understand how sad it must have been for some directors or actors at the time the talkies began. Because, really, a whole continent disappeared.

But believe me, there's a lot I'd like to say - but I don't think the time is right now.

During the whole time I sat with him in Congress, I never heard him utter three sentences together.

We just sat there quiet for a long time, which was fine, and I was thinking about way back in the very beginning in the Literal Heart of Jesus.

Nobody heard anything ahead of time.

The only time a man thinks is when he's alone.

We found ourselves wanting to hurry time along, which was not in the long run good for our health. Everybody was trapped in this contradiction but nobody ever dared to articulate it.

Once upon a time, there was a story. But no one to tell it.

Sometimes life was like smoking in silence, without thinking where and when you are !

There was a sudden stillness like the gap between ticks on a clock, but the next tick never coming.

Everything you have said will not matter anymore one day, only those things that you never said will always haunt you and strangle you every time you see your world in someone else's hand.

The silences weren't awkward. For me at least. Because I was there in the moment with him.