Quotes About Silence

So be it. I'll wear my iron and hold my tongue. A man who won't listen can't hear.

Si le cortas la lengua a un hombre, no demuestras que estuviera mintiendo: demuestras que no quieres que el mundo oiga lo que pueda decir.

Dark wings, dark words, me mother used to say, but when the birds fly silent, seems to me that's even darker.

Do dead man dream? The dead themselves are silent on the matter

When you tear out a man's tongue, you are not proving him a liar, you're only telling the world that you fear what he might say.

The septons preach about the seven hells. What do they know? Only a man who's been burned knows what hell is truly like" ...She was sad for him, she realized. Somehow, the fear had gone away. The silence went on and on, so long that she began to grow afraid once more, but she was afraid for him now, not for herself. She found his massive shoulder with her hand. "He was no true knight," she whispered to him.

Nothing. My father is very good at doing nothing. He calls it thinking.

Even a priest may doubt. Even a prophet may know terror. Aeron Damphair reached within himself for his god and discovered only silence.

Learn to use yours ears more and your mouth less, or your reign will be shorter than I am.

Cersei Lannister: I shall wear this as a badge of honor. Robert Barathon: Wear it in silence or I'll honor you again.

When the gods are silent, lords and kings will make themselves heard.

The snow fell steadily, cloaking all the world in white.

She don't speak," said the big man in the yellow cloak. "You bloody bastards cut her throat too deep for that. But she remembers." He turned to the dead woman and said, "What do you say, m'lady? Was he part of it?" Lady Catelyn's eyes never left him. She nodded.

Son sus silencios lo que debéis temer, no sus palabras.

Some things are best left unsaid, sweetling." "Even when we are alone?" "*Especially* when we are alone.

Hodor, hush," said Bran. "Be quiet now. No more stupid hodoring.

My mother told me that dead men don't sing

Tyrion pushed forward. "MY LORDS! " he shouted. He had to shout, to have any hope of being heard. His father raised a hand. Bit by bit, the hall grew silent.

There were some secrets that should never be spoken, some shames a man should take to his grave.

Sometimes a man knows more than he says.

If he didn't talk about it, maybe he would forget. He had never wanted to remember. It might not even be a true remembering." - Bran

Sansa cried herself to sleep, Arya brooded silently all day long, and Eddard Stark dreamed of a frozen hell reserved for the Starks of Winterfell.

Purple with rage, the king lashed out, a vicious backhand blow to the side of the head. She stumbled against the table and fell hard, yet Cersei Lannister did not cry out. Her slender fingers brushed her cheek, where the pale smooth skin was already reddening. On the morrow the bruise would cover half her face. "I shall wear this as a badge of honor," she announced. "Wear it in silence, or I'll honor you again," Robert vowed.

Clegane would grunt from time to time, and once Tyrion heard him mutter a curse, but otherwise he fought in a sullen silence. Not Oberyn Martell. "You raped her," he called, feinting. "You murdered her," he said, dodging a looping cut from Gregor's greatsword. "You killed her children," he shouted, slamming the spearpoint into the giant's throat, only to have it glance off the thick steel gorget with a screech.