Quotes About Silence

Tell them it's a secret. Tell them they don't need to know.

Er zijn leemtes die je moet respecteren; de vaak lange periodes waarin je het hele beeld niet ziet, de woorden niet kunt vinden en met rust gelaten moet kunnen worden.

Better not ask people about everything. They might like to keep their secrets to themselves.

Det blir mest lite väder och vind som man har att skriva om. (…) Det kan hända att man blir tyst av att bo länge pa tumanhand, i varje fall på en ö. Det man säger har mest bara att göra med vardagens gång och om vardagen går som den brukar säger man ännu mindre.

The spring evenings had grown long, and it was hard to darken the room. They sat in their separate chairs and waited for Fassbinder, their silence a respectful preparation. They had waited this way for their meetings with Truffaut, Bergman, Visconti, Renoir, Wilder, and all the other honored guests that Jonna had chosen and enthroned–the finest present she could give her friend.

We say very little, for we do not need to. We are silent together, each in her own world, knowing the other is just at her back.

listen: the dark we've only ever imagined now audible, thrumming, marbled with static like gristly meat. a chorus of engines churns. silence taunts: a dare. everything that disappears disappears as if returning somewhere.

I shut my ears, averted my eyes, turning instead to what I thought at the time was pain's antidote: silence. I was wrong... Silence feeds pain, allows it to fester and thrive. What starves pain, what forces it to release its grip, is speech, the voice upon which rides the story, this is what happened; this is what I have refused to let claim me.

the hours plink past like water from a window a/c. we sweat it out, teach ourselves to wait. silently, lazily, collapse happens.

BARBARA: Right. (Beat) You've known about Daddy and Mattie Fae all these years. VIOLET: Oh, sure. I never told them I knew. But your father knew. He knew I knew. He always knew I knew. But we never talked about it. I chose the higher ground.

There are empty rooms, and then there are rooms that feel crowded, corner to corner, with absence.

He'd been about to make a joke, but he kept it to himself.

Strange as it might seem, it made Reuben feel closer to his mom, and he was sure she felt the same way, though they'd never discussed it. Talking about it might ruin the effect.

NO TALKING. IF YOU ARE CAUGHT TALKING IT WILL BE ASSUMED YOU ARE CHEATING.

Now listen, we need to be quiet as mice. No, quieter than that. As quiet as . . . as . . ." "Dead mice?" Reynie suggested. "Perfect," said Kate with an approving nod. "As quiet as dead mice.

Los labios de la sabiduría están cerrados, excepto para los oídos del entendimiento.

Poetry says the things that I can't say. I read a lot, but I never write it.

Maturity is understanding that not all response requires your time and energy. Learn to protect your peace, some are better off with your silence.

The pause is as important as the note.

Sir, say no more.Within me 't is as ifThe green and climbing eyesight of a catCrawled near my mind's poor birds.

Shut up dreaded!!!"

If you keep my secret, this strawberry is yours.

Above the tower — a lone, twice-sized moon. On the cold river passing night-filled homes, It scatters restless gold across waves... Empty peaks, silence: among sparse stars, Not yet flawed, it drifts. Pine and cinnamon Spreading in my old garden.... All light, All ten thousand miles at once in its light!

All right, shutting up now,