Quotes About Silence

They'd sewn their lives together in the silent way of women unused to conversation.

There was no police station, no telephone service, no one to hear you scream.

A veces ser una buena amiga pasa por no decir nada. —¿Se supone que tengo que dejar que se equivoque? —A veces sí. Y luego recoges los pedazos.

They sat in companionable silence which amazed Leni. Usually she was a nervous wreck around kids she wanted to befriend.

Mon Dieu, Isabelle, must you always speak whatever is on your mind?" Isabelle had heard this criticism all her life, but why should she hold her tongue? No one listened to her either way.

The world at night was big and lonesome in a way

shame that was its silent twin.

She saw how death impacted people, saw the glazed look in their eyes, the way they shook their heads, the way their sentences broke in half as if they couldn't decide is silence or words would release them from sorrow.

her mother's fear, and the shame that was its silent twin.

Inside, the house echoed the voice of a man who wasn't there.

Ženk neskub?damas per triukšm? ir skubi? ir nepamiršk, koki? ramyb? teikia tyla.

mouth; Elsa understood. Saying these

Mergi linistit pe drumul tau, prin larma si zor/ Si aminteste-ti cata pace poate fi-n tacere.

airman in the barn. What should be done? The question haunted her all day, reasserting itself constantly. Every choice was dangerous. Obviously she should just keep quiet about the airman in the barn. Silence was always safest. But what if Beck and the Gestapo and the SS and their dogs went into the barn on their own? If Beck found the airman in a barn on the property where he was billeted, the Kommandant would not be

All my life I've been told to make no noise, don't want too much, be grateful for any scrap that came my way. And I've done that. I thought if I just did what women are supposed to do and played by the rules, it would Ã¢â'¬Â¦ I don't know Ã¢â'¬Â¦ change. But the way we're treated…" "It's unfair," he said. "It's wrong," she said.

Instead, she did what she'd always done in the face of a painful rejection: she disappeared and held her tongue and waited

Don't talk to me, don't approach me, don't ask your ordinary, everyday questions when my world has exploded.

Libraries are very magical places.

Maybe the lie wasn't as wrong if it wasn't uttered aloud.

Before you can make good music, you just have to shut up. Then the music can say what it has to say.

The moral of this story is that many amazing, sometimes hidden, things happen in a library. What's the story behind yours? What's your tale? The world is waiting to hear your Once Upon a Time.

Reese, honey, victims are victims when they remain quiet. They gain power when they speak out.

Close your eyes, cover your ears with your hands and open your soul.

How wonderful it is, to be silent with someone.