Quotes About Silence

On balance, most of the time, in the ordinary course of life, it was probably best to say what was in your heart, to share what was on your mind, to tell the people you loved that you loved them, to ask those you had harmed to forgive you and to confront those who had hurt you with the truth about the damage they had done. When it came to things that needed to be said, speech was always preferable to silence, but it was of no use at all in the presence of the unspeakable.

Vulgar language, Chan said...Always the first and last refuge of the man with nothing to say.

for someone or something that no one will discuss

I wasn't unkind to him. I just didn't talk to him. I didn't talk to anybody, and I didn't want anybody talking to me. That was the plan.

Silence then, ominous, neither heavy nor light, the vast silence of a dirigible before the static spark.

silence was darkness, and that naming shone a light.

Oops, the moth woman mumbles

Norman said, "Sometimes there are no winners and it's all a wash," mindful that anything said was enough, and at times, nothing was demanded save the presence of another.

There was more silence and Bosch pictured his partner on the other end of the line in a $900 suit and a bankrupt frown.

He defined good company not by the conversation but by the lack of it. When there was no need to talk to feel comfortable, that was the right company.

Most criminal defendants talk their way into prison. Few talk their way out. The best single piece of advice I have ever given a client is to just keep your mouth shut. Talk to no one about your case, not even your own wife. You keep close counsel with yourself. You take the nickel and you live to fight another day.

I'm not speaking to hear myself talk, Mr. Cronyn. I told you to be quiet. One more interruption and I will have you silenced.

killed the engine

pretty name that never

Mounted on the wall beneath the fish was a brass plate. It said: IF I'D KEPT MY MOUTH SHUT I WOULDN'T BE HERE

They walked back to Bosch's car in silence. Ballard guessed that they were both rethinking the scenario they had just spun, looking for holes in

He loved the city most at night. The night hid many of the sorrows. It silenced the city yet brought deep undercurrents to the surface. It was in this dark slipstream that he believed he moved most freely. Behind the cover of shadows. Like a rider in a limousine, he looked out but no one looked in.

Bosch let her go. For a long time, he didn't move. Her words had gone through him like the sounds of a roller coaster. Low rumbling and high shrieks.

Edgar was silent as it registered. The background sound of television went quiet and he then spoke in the weak voice of a child asking

Within any important issue, there are always aspects no one wishes to discuss. —GEORGE ORWELL

Oh, Mrs. Dalloway. Always giving parties to cover the silence.

This love of theirs, with its reassuring domesticity and its easy silences, its permanence, has yoked Sally directly to the machinery of mortality itself. Now there is a loss beyond imagining.

I have heard what the talkers were talking, the talk of the beginning and the end. But I do not talk of the beginning or the end.

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