Quotes About Silence

There was only the stillness and silence of that water: what a mountain and a wasteland and an empty bowl turned into after the healing began.

You will regret the small thing you didn't say for the rest of your life.

It had been so silent in the wake of that commotion, a kind of potent silence that seemed to contain everything. The songs of the birds and the creak of the trees. The dying snow and the unseen gurgling water. The glimmering sun. The certain sky. The gun that didn't have a bullet in its chamber. And the mother. Always the mother. The one who would never come to me.

When I wasn't internally grumbling about my physical state, I found my mind playing and replaying scraps of songs and jingles in an eternal, nonsensical loop, as if there were a mix-tape radio station in my head. Up against the silence, my brain answered back with fragmented lines from tunes I'd heard over the course of my life - bits from songs I loved and clear renditions of jingles from commercials that almost drove me mad.

This was once an empty bowl that took hundreds of years to fill. But hard as I tried, I couldn't see them in my mind's eye. Not the mountain or the wasteland or the empty bowl. They simply were not there anymore. There was only the stillness and silence of that water: what a mountain and a wasteland and an empty bowl turned into after the healing began.

So I started in, but I could not go on. Each word I spoke erased itself in the air.

The air came alive with the sound of the wind whipping the trees at times and at other times it was profoundly hushed by the endless silencing snow. Everything but me seemed utterly certain of itself. The sky didn't wonder where it was.

stillness and silence of that water: what a mountain and a wasteland and an empty bowl turned into after the healing began.

You will regret the small thing you didn't say for the rest of your life. Say thank you.

I'd silently send my love to them across the universe in the way people have sent their silent love across the universe to the people they love throughout all time, and I would know in my heart that they had received it. I would be at peace.

Maybe the meaning was in how we heard the sound, but did nothing about it until it was so loud we had no choice.

We're living inside of our minds Afraid someone just might Hear what we're thinking Quiet Careful of what you might say Cause they'll put you away

He began to cross the street, thinking as he did that everyone was really very foolish to be screaming and yelling, to be afraid. After all, what could the dead do? They weren't moving, were not even speaking

One thing guys know is when to shut up.

There are things some people can never understand. There's no point telling them.

I guess that is why most people drink anyway. To shut up their inner critic. So they can do whatever the hell they want.

The villagers waited silently. There is something about people with no hope for a better future in life. You can identify them from their expression. Most of all, it is in their eyes, which

it's better for people to shut up rather than say something nasty.

Esse silêncio todo me atordoa Atordoado, eu permaneço atento

We live, in fact, in a world starved for solitude, silence, and privacy, and therefore starved for meditation and true friendship.

The true genius shudders at incompleteness — imperfection — and usually prefers silence to saying the something which is not everything that should be said.

The words you choose to say something are just as important as the decision to speak.

Men and fish are alike. They both get into trouble when they open their mouths.

An inability to remain quiet is one of the conspicuous failings of mankind.