Quotes About Silence

Close your eyes and stare into the dark.

One must not speak of such things. One is still scarred from that experience.

Her silence was worth more to her than a thousand words.In that silence,she had peace and clarity.Except during the night,when her own jumbled thoughts would keep her awake.

There are certain kinds of silence that make you walk on air.

Silent people hold a magic and a knowledge that less contained people lack; that their not saying something means that more important thoughts are going on inside their head. Perhaps their seeming simplicity belies a hidden mosaic of fanciful thoughts.

Y entonces se hizo el silencio. Un silencio realmente extraño. Nos miramos el uno al otro como si nos estuviéramos viendo por primera vez. Era como si el mundo hubiese dejado de dar vueltas sólo para nosotros. Un silencio extraño y mágico.

the thing about love - no one is untouchable. It's as wild as that, as raw as an open flesh wound exposed to salty sea water, but when it actually breaks, it's silent. You're just screaming on the inside and no one can hear it.

Freedom of speech isn't something you can mess with with journalists. You try to silence them, they'll shout even louder.

When you drop a glass or a plate to the ground it makes a loud crashing sound. When a window shatters a table leg breaks or when a picture falls off the wall it makes a noise. But as for your heart when that breaks it s completely silent. You would think as it s so important it would make the loudest noise in the whole world or even have some[...] But it s silent and you almost wish there was a noise to distract you from the pain.

She would make facial expressions as though she were having conversations with people in her head.They seemed to turn into debates more often than not,judging by the activity on her forehead...It was almost the conversations in her head were loud enough to fill her silence.

He's a simple man only I don't really believe that. Nobody who says as little as he does, is as simple as you'd think. It takes a lot to not say a lot, because when you're not talking, you're thinking and he thinks a lot.

Tired from my all-nighter with my friends, I just kept walking, my head bursting with their conversations, the things I had learned-Laura had had to take the morning-after pill-but none were as loud as the conversations I was having with myself in my head. That, I could never switch off. I don't think I'd ever thought so much, and talked so little, in my life.

there are some people in the world that don't hug you all the time or play games but they still love you. They just don't know how to say it.

He's a simple man only I don't really believe that. Nobody who says as little as he does, is as simple as you'd think. It takes a lot to not say a lot, because when you're not talking, you're thinking, and he thinks a lot.

ali oduvijek sam se nadala da su šutljivi ljudi upu?eni u magiju i znanja koja nedostaju manje suzdržanim ljudima, da to što negovore zna?i da im se glavom motaju važnije misli. Možda njihova prividna jednostavnost krije tajni mozaik zamršenih misli

Talkers don't think much; their words drown out any possibility of hearing their subconscious asking, why did you say that? What do you really think?

She was nicknamed The Graveyard. Any secret, any piece of confidential information, personal or otherwise, that went in never, ever came back out. You knew you were safe; you knew you would never be judged or, if you were it would be silently, so you'd never know.

Tata coboar? m?suÈ›a, scoate fotografia mamei din buzunar, o aÈ™eaz? pe mas?, cu faÈ›a la fereastr?. ÎÈ™i las? scaunul pe spate È™i privesc amândoi marea nesfârÈ™it? de noriÈ™ori albi care dispar sub noi, f?r? s? mai scoat? un cuvânt tot restul zborului.

And then there was this silence. This really weird silence. We stared at each other as though we were seeing each other for the very first time. It was like the world stopped turning just for us. An odd magical silence. The very same one that you told me you had with someone all those years ago.

I don't know if it's because of him and the way he was, but I've always hoped generally that silent people hold a magic and a knowledge that less contained people lack; that their not saying something means that more important thoughts are going on inside their head.

And as the magical silence once again embraced them, after fifty years, all they could do was look at each other, and smile.

When you drop a glass or a plate to the ground, it makes a crashing sound. When a window shatters, a table breaks, or a picture fall of the wall, it makes noise. But as for your heart, when that breaks, it's completely silent... and you almost wish there was a noise to distract you from the pain.

Silence can be as threatening as words.

You can listen to silence, Reuven. I've begun to realize that you can listen to silence and learn from it. It has a quality and a dimension all its own. It talks to me sometimes. I feel myself alive in it. It talks. And I can hear it.