Quotes About Silence

No, la vera bellezza ha bisogno di silenzio. Una sola parola può distruggerla. La bellezza, la grande bellezza, può essere dolorosa: ci sono momenti in cui si vuole solo piangere, e il rumore di una voce umana, di una macchina, di una radio, perfino il gracchiare di un corvo possono essere tanto distruttivi quanto un sasso scagliato in uno stagno pieno di ninfee rosse e bianche.

A "land of the free" that struggles under the incredible burden of limitless taxes and laws; the home of the "brave" who stay silent to keep their jobs and avoid scrutiny by the IRS or the police.

We sleep and nap in bed--my two piled up mattresses on the bare wooden floor. We are silent, dreamy. She surveys my photographs crowded on the wall. I have no particular subject, no special theme. The Brooklyn Bridge at dawn will do, tugs and their milky wake, elms fading in the fading light, my postman and his green mailbag. It's the shooting the excites me. Printing is the fatiguing task after the action, the dressing of the game after the hunt.

Then he lost all coherence and began a hysterical giggle, compounded with a slight twitch and very pronounced emission of saliva from his mouth. When he finally fell silent, the stillness was of that horrified kind that follows a fart in a Methodist church.

It is strange how people always speak quietly in the darkness before dawn.

But the words did not come. They never do, when one needs them.

On the exoteric level the traditions are irreconcilable. On the esoteric, experiential level of the heart reigns an eloquent, reverential silence.

The night walked down the sky with the moon in her hand.

A silent man is easily reputed wise. A man who suffers none to see him in the common jostle and undress of life, easily gathers round him a mysterious veil of unknown sanctity, and men honor him for a saint. The unknown is always wonderful.

Vivemos cercados de palavras vãs, condenados a uma civilização que teme o silêncio. Fala-se muito para dizer bem pouco. Jornais, revistas, TV, outdoors, telefone, correio eletrônico - há demasiado palavrório. E sabemos todos que não se dá valor ao que se abusa.

The true call of the desert, of the mountains, or the sea, is their silence—free of the networks of dead speech.

Peitsin pää ta rinnale, sulesin silma, kuulasin — mida? — ei tea. Võib olla, iseenese, võib olla, tema, võib olla, kogu maailma südametukset.

ungewaschen an der Maschine halb 4 Ur morgens später seitlich den Kopf an dem sprachlosen Lamm das mich schläferte endlich eigentlich Schaafes Locken dessen Schäfer ich war im Traum

De inimico non loquaris male, sed cogites

The only way I know of to get in touch with what God wants is to be very, very, very quiet.

If you don't want to be grabbed by God," Zen teacher Jiyu Kennet said, "don't stare at a wall. Definitely don't sit still.

Papa?' she'd say. 'Yes.' And sometimes they would say no more than that, as if that were enough, or all there was, a generic reply to her all-but-unspoken query into his condition. She sat and looked at his lean, hard profile, now bearing the wire-rimmed spectacles, and wondered what he was seeing as he stared straight ahead into the yard beyond the porch, seeming deep in thought but saying nothing.

Loneliness will sit over our roofs with brooding wings.

She says nothing to Tony as she goes by, and he says nothing to her. Two people in the same house with zero to give each other.

You're so much more endearing with the sound turned off.

I ain't affraid to let it out, i'm not affraid to take that fall, but i found beyond all doubt, you say more by saying nothing at all.

Do they talk?" Knox asked. "The wooden people?" "I have never heard them speak," Patton said. "Nor the trees. I'm not sure how well they hear, either. Pantomime seems to help them understand.

Almost there," Neil said, the first unsolicited words he had uttered since "I'll take your suitcase" back at the small airport in Flagstaff.

We were like deaf people trying to dance to a beat we couldn't hear, long after the music actually stopped.