Quotes About Silence

No sleeping in the places of death.

The first thing the attendees saw when they walked in was a poster with the question "What are our mokitas?"—a Papua New Guinea word for that which everyone knows and no one will speak of: the elephant in the room.

There are silences and there are silences; some are wordless, yet you communicate; others are like loud black voids which separate and isolate people.

I have a scholar's love of silence and solitude. To sit and pass hour after hour in idle chatter with a roomful of strangers is to me the worst sort of torment.

For, though the room was silent, the silence of half a hundred cats is a peculiar thing, like fifty individual silences all piled one on top of another.

When I was supposed to be awake, I was asleep. When I was supposed to sleep, I was silent. When a pleasure offered itself to me, I avoided it.

They stopped talking the moment they saw me, as if they were speaking some language I couldn't even begin to understand. And they probably were.

I did not bother to explain myself. It would have taken months. Years.

I said nothing, fearful that he would stop.

His orgasm was short, doubled and tripled with a quick convulsion, so private, so disciplined that he made no cry, no whisper, no exhortation.

This happens all the time," he said. "You know what I'm saying?" "What happens? "Murder." I was silent. "That's the thing about it. It never stops. Never.

He was silent. I waited, not knowing if he was asleep, men having the ability to fall asleep even when the conversation is about themselves.

Autocracies survive when they can control the substance and flow of information to their citizens. This requires a ruthless vigilance to silence intellectuals and creatives.

Jenk shook his head as he headed for the rental car counter. He felt his shoulders tightening as he walked away, certain that Izzy wasn't quite ready to be silent or invisible yet. He was halfway there when Izzy shouted, "Jenkins! I wish I could quit yew!" Of course. The obligatory Brokeback Mountain reference. Jenk flipped Zanella a double bird without bothering to look back.

No. Now, shut up and eat your pears.

So that day, in music assembly, the teacher asked who knew the valley song. Your hand shot right up in the air. She stood you up on a stool and had you sing it for us. And I swear, every bird outside the windows fell silent...and right when your song ended, I knew - just like your mother - I was a goner.

So I learned to hold my tongue and to turn my features into an indifferent mask so that no one could ever read my thoughts.

So instead of acknowledging applause, I stand there unmoving while they take part in the boldest form of dissent they can manage. Silence. Which says we do not agree. We do not condone. All of this is wrong.

People of Panem, we fight, we dare, we end our hunger for justice!" There's dead silence on the set. It goes on. And on. Finally, the intercom crackles and Haymitch's acerbic laugh fills the studio. He contains himself just long enough to say, "And that, my friends, is how a revolution dies.

I've stopped talking because there's really nothing left to say and there's this piercing sort of pain where my heart is. Maybe I'm even having a heart attack, but it doesn't seem worth mentioning.

the boldest form of dissent they can manage. Silence. Which says we do not agree. We do not condone. All of this is wrong.

To the everlasting credit of the people of District 12, not one person claps. Not even the ones holding betting slips, the ones who are usually beyond caring. Possibly because they know me from the Hob, or knew my father, or have encountered Prim, who no one could help loving. So instead of acknowledging applause, I stand there unmoving while they take part in the boldest form of dissent they can manage. Silence. Which says we do not agree. We do not condone. All of this is wrong.

Oh, be quiet, Fo-Fo.

Allow me to translate, Twitchtip said, not even bothering to move. "She said if you don't stop your incessant babble, that big rat sitting in the boat next to you will rip your head off.