Quotes About Silence

Rock an stane lay glisterin on aa the heichs abune. Cool an kind an whisperin it drifted gently doon, till hill an howe war rowed in it, an land an sea were gane. Aa was still an saft an silent in the smoky smir o rain.

And then there are the times when the wolves are silent and the moon is howling.

There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls.

Promise is most given when the least is said.

You never really learn much from hearing yourself speak.

E quibus, hi vacuas implent sermonibus aures:

If we had a keen vision of all that is ordinary in human life, it would be like hearing the grass grow or the squirrel's heart beat, and we should die of that roar which is the other side of silence.

Blessed is the man who, having nothing to say, abstains from giving us worthy evidence of the fact.

Comprehensive talkers are apt to be tiresome when we are not athirst for information; but, to be quite fair, we must admit that superior reticence is a good deal due to lack of matter. Speech is often barren, but silence also does not necessarily brood over a full nest. Your still fowl, blinking at you without remark, may all the while be sitting on one addled nest-egg; and, when it takes to cackling, will have nothing to announce but that addled delusion.

I like not only to be loved, but also to be told that I am loved. I am not sure that you are of the same mind. But the realm of silence is large enough beyond the grave. This is the world of light and speech, and I shall take leave to tell you that you are very dear.

If we had a keen vision and feeling of all ordinary human life, it would be like hearing the grass grow and the squirrel's heart beat, and we should die of that roar which lies on the other side of silence.

They say the dead have no memories and know no pain." George's voice was barely above a whisper, but somehow it was louder than the pleas of the corpses. "It's not that way for me.

The smile died. It was like the sun being turned off. I felt like a moment of silence was in order.

The dusk had arrived on the wings of a night moth, silent and soft. The sky above me darkened to a deep, beautiful purple. Stars glowed high above, and below them, as if inspired by their light, tiny fireflies awoke and crawled from their shelter in the leaves.

Cat got your tongue, Nevada?

Matias!" Nadira said into the ensuing silence. "Why did you sell our company to Ramona Adler?" "Because it's customary to exchange bridal gifts before the wedding," he said. Everyone screamed at once.

Angel, while diplomatic, suffered from an eloquent man's malady—faced with silence, he felt compelled to fill it, even when it was in his best interests to keep his mouth shut.

The silence hung over the table, ominous and heavy. Hugh frowned. She tensed. The shapeshifters leaned forward slightly. "Where is the bacon?

He glued the chair to my ass." Silence.

That kings should be philosophers, or philosophers kings is neither to be expected nor to be desired, for the possession of power inevitably corrupts reason's free judgment. However, that kings or sovereign peoples (who rule themselves by laws of equality) should not allow the class of philosophers to disappear or to be silent, but should permit them to speak publicly is indispensable to the enlightenment of their affairs.

Söylediklerimizden çok, söylemediklerimize piÅŸman oluruz. Dile getirilmemiÅŸ düÅŸünce ; gidilmemiÅŸ yoldur.

Le reste ondoie, s'effrange en silence, interroge dedans, dehors dans l'espace de la nuit, dan l'espace de l'âme : est-ce la mort ?

An enemy soldier never seemed to be alone--one human being like any other--but followed, crushed from all directions by innumerable ghosts, the missing and the dead. Speaking to him wasn't like speaking to a solitary man but to an invisible multitude; nothing that was said was either spoken or heard with simplicity: there was always that strange sensation of being no more than lips that spoke for so many others, others who had been silenced.

There were so many! Silently, cautiously, people came out on to their doorsteps again. They tried in vain to count the flood of soldiers. Germans were coming from all directions. They filled the squares and streets—more and more of them, endlessly.