Quotes About Silence

Menuchim, Mendel's son, will grow healthy. There will not be many of his like in Israel. Pain will make him wise, ugliness kind, bitterness gentle, and illness strong. His eyes will be far and deep, his ears clear and full of echoes. His mouth will be silent, but when he opens his lips, they will herald good things.

People today would hardly understand me if I started writing about freedom and honour ... Nowadays, silence is the better policy. I am writing purely to obtain clarity for myself, and, so to speak, 'pro nomine dei.' May He forgive me my sin!

Of course, it's the things you're not told that arouse your interest. The gaps in the news are the interesting bits.

Fury Leafpool's Wish Dovewing's Silence Mapleshade's Vengeance

Squirrelpaw, sooner or later you must learn there are times to speak, and times to be silent." Squirrelpaw heaved a noisy sigh. "But it seems like it's always time to be silent." "There, you've got the idea.

where there is more water than you could possibly imagine, like a river that has only one bank, and it's too salty to drink. Every night it swallows the sun in a flash of fire, bleeding into the waves without a sound.

Trees don't sneak up on you.

Sometimes," Cinderpaw told her. "But only to keep me quiet." She looked at the ground. "Actually, I don't think he likes having me around." "Nonsense!

I wish I had the power to shut that furball up once and for all!

The clearing fell silent. Blood glistened on the grass as cold sunlight sliced through the trees. Cloudtail struggled to his paws and staggered over to stand beside Firestar, looking down at Scourge's lifeless black body.

could not stop the words from tumbling out even though he knew the old medicine cat's breathing had faded into everlasting silence. Yellowfang was dead.

And you're a coward, Fireheart added silently, catching the fear-scent as Longtail shrank back into the crowd of cats.

Lionblaze interrupted him as Dovepaw's and Ivypaw's eyes grew even wider. "This tree is breaking its vow of silence to remind you not to give the new apprentices nightmares

Tallstar limped to the center of the cave and gazed around at the cats until they fell silent. Onewhisker crept to his side, supporting the WindClan leader's frail body with his own. "Who's that skinny old raven?" mewed a Tribe kit.

Her voice echoed in the frightened silence. "We must listen to StarClan.

Maybe we should assess how well you can keep your mouth shut," Dustpelt snapped.

She sat still and silent, gazing unblinkingly at Mothermouth.

Warriors should suffer their pain silently.

The rule is, don't speak of the dead, not don't speak ill of the dead's terrible relatives.

But I would rather have snow. Snow is the on.y weather I really like. Nothing makes me less grumpy than snow. I can sit by a window for hours watching it fall. The silence of snowfall. You can use that. It's best when there's background lighting, for example a street lamp. Or when you go outside and let it flutter down on you. That's real riches, that is.

L0hengrin saw me noticing this and nodded her approval. But she didn't say anything

I don't want to work with you." I leveled a finger at him. "You give me the creeps. But if your superiors are willing to fire your ass and give me your position, I'm in. It's a done deal." Silence.

People who live in glass houses should shut the fuck up.

You lose it if you talk about it.