Quotes About Silence

A gravesite tells the history of a life, usually in whispers

Give sorrow words: the grief that does not speak Whispers the o'er-fraught heart and bids it break.

Never answer a question that hasn't been asked.

Will be but corpses dressed in frocks, who cannot speak to birds or rocks.

Human beings have capitalized on the silence of animals, just as certain human beings have historically imposed silence on certain other human beings by denying slaves the right to literacy, denying women the right to own property, and denying both the right to vote.

A creature that hides and "withdraws into its shell," is preparing a "way out." This is true of the entire scale of metaphors, from the resurrection of a man in his grave, to the sudden outburst of one who has long been silent. If we remain at the heart of the image under consideration, we have the impression that, by staying in the motionlessness of its shell, the creature is preparing temporal explosions, not to say whirlwinds, of being.

What is the source of our first suffering? It lies in the fact that we hesitated to speak....it was born in the moments when we accumulated silent things within us.

When Kelly refused her attacker's assistance, he said, "There's such thing as being too proud, you know," and she resisted the label by accepting his help. Typecasting always involves a slight insult, and usually one that is easy to refute. But since it is the response itself that the typecaster seeks, the defense is silence, acting as if the words weren't even spoken.

These are the multiple shadows because there were a lot of things she walked away from without a word of explanation when she was younger & she still thinks about them more than she needs to.

Someone asked them to be quiet, so it's just a matter of a time before all hell breaks loose.

What makes you an adult? he said & I said it's mainly a height requirement & the willingness to keep quiet when people say stupid things. —Adult Club

We sat in the car & the night dropped down until the only sounds were the crickets & the dance of our voices & for a moment the world became small enough to roll back & forth between us.

You know what happens when you ask too many questions, Dizzy? Someone will ultimately tell you to shut the fuck up. (Mr. Branch)

You also killed Despatov," he countered. "You and your damned seamen." It was the crocodile killed Despatov," I pointed out as reasonably as I could, still hoping to find a compromise. "We can hardly be held responsible for the actions of every crocodile on the River Beet-" SILENCE!" Bormann screamed.

If you speak, you die. If you keep quiet, you die. So, speak and die.

I hate talking about music, to tell you the truth.

Perhaps when music has been shouting for so long, a quieter voice seems attractive.

We did speak, occasionally, but gestured more often than moved our lips, and in general lived in that brusque and silent accord enjoyed, if enjoyed is the right word, by certain long-married couples.

Talking about one's stories is a little too much like nailing a dog to the floor -- you can get it to stay put that way but it doesn't do much for the dog.

There are no words for so much loss, not right after it happens.

The Jews had been waiting for Yahweh to come and free them ever since their exile in Babylon. Though they were back in their Promised Land, they were still under the principality and power of Rome, the god of this world, Belial. On earth as it is in heaven. They were still slaves in spiritual exile waiting for their promised deliverance. Yahweh had gone silent on them for four hundred years since their last prophet Malachi.

A man of few words is often a man of few thoughts; or he can be someone whose thoughts are best kept to himself.

Click click, bang. Curtains close, and ... scene. Type 'The End'. None

I know this because the worst has happened. The thing I can't live with… has happened. And for all our back and forth— and all the things we've said and done to each other… there's one thing that I'll never be able to tell anyone now… The one thing! The one thing I should have told you. But now I can't… It wasn't worth it.