Quotes About Silence

When I'm shooting a music video, when we're midway through the day, I need everyone to be quiet while we're getting ready for the next scenes. That's really important for me to be able to keep my head in the game.

What is a farm but a mute gospel?

I was sort of mute when I went to art school. There were two girls there who thought I was German because I only grunted.

If you cannot improve upon the silence, do not speak.

When words are many, sin is not absent, / but he who holds his tongue is wise (Proverbs 10:19).

there is a secret to silence-active listening.

Three beings can keep a secret if two of them are dead.

There was a moment of silence. Something velvety brushed along the walls of his mind. A caress. The beauty of it was in such stark contrast to the ugliness of the torment he suffered. He felt her there with him.

Then I guess we cannot miss the famous festival in New Orleans, he found himself saying, just to take the shadows from her eyes. She was silent a moment, her fingers twisting in the blanket. Do you mean it, Gregori? We can go? You know how much I love crowds of humans, he said, straight-faced. She laughed at him. They don't bite. I do, he said, the words low and soft, his silver gaze at once possessive.

Do not say it. Gabriel said with quiet menace. I said nothing. Lucian pointed out. You raised your eyebrow in that obnoxious way you have, Gabriel replied. You are in enough trouble with me without adding a sneer to your sins. She is not like the women I seem to recall from our youth. You did not know any women in our youth. Gabriel told him.

Justice is served, he said softly, and stepped into a long shadow.

He remained silent, and the compulsion to look at him grew until she couldn't stand it. Her gaze met his and her heart nearly jumped out of her chest. Those eyes were every bit as hypnotic as his voice.

The past wouldn't let her go, not her love for him and not her memories of his betrayal. "I remember." She choked out the words against his throat. "Can you hear me screaming in pain? Can you, Sasha? It's so deep I can't ever get it out and it's locked inside me forever." He crushed her to him. "Yes. I'm screaming too." He held her, staying to the shadows, his face buried in her silken hair.

The silence in the cabin was broken by the hum of night creatures singing to one another. The sun was setting, and the land was once more theirs. Air filled lungs, a chest rose and fell, a heart began to beat.

Your health is essential to every member of our race. You are a woman. You are able to create life within you. You represent hope to every male who has no lifemate." "I have no intention of bringing a child into the world." There was complete silence.

Gregori moved into the room with his familiar silent glide, grace and power clinging to him as he strode through the wreckage of the wall. "This is becoming a bad habit." "Oh, shut up," Mikhail said without rancor.

I feel it deeper than I feel anything else. So deep it's fucking terrifying. I'm never going to be good at saying the words. They get stuck in my throat. It's like if I say it out loud something bad is going to happen. I feel as if I'm cursing us. Everyone they knew we cared about died.

As she'd grown, she moved through life in silence, hoping not to be noticed, afraid of drawing attention to herself.

He turned his powerful stare on Raven. Raven squirmed visibly. "Oh, shut up, Gregori," she snapped, her blue eyes flashing fire at him. A faint smile curved his mouth, failing to light his eyes. "I did not speak." "You spoke volumes, and you know it.

True silence is the rest of the mind; it is to the spirit what sleep is to the body, nourishment and refreshment.

Beware the irrational, however seductive. Shun the 'transcendent' and all who invite you to subordinate or annihilate yourself. Don't be afraid to be thought arrogant or selfish. Picture all experts as if they were mammals. Never be a spectator of unfairness or stupidity. Seek out argument and disputation for their own sake; the grave will provide plenty of time for silence.

Bloomberg does not support the measure to silence the useless and maddening car alarm: he would rather impose himself on people than on mechanical devices.

Seek out argument and disputation for their own sake; the grave will supply plenty of time for silence.

It's important to be able to recognise and seize crux moments when they do appear, but much of the time one is faced with quotidian tasks and routines. There's an art and a science to these things; the art consists in trying to improvise more inventive means of breaking a silence and the science consists in trying to make the periods of silence bearable.