Quotes About Silence

The Stationmaster, sensing something more than just two dogs and a boy, waited in silence.

As I come through the garden, Suddenly all birds seem to cease their singing: The tight-curled buds like birds on the branches swinging Silently shrink and harden On the naked trees that were once green fountains springing. And you are not there, not there, not there, Your laughing face and your windblown hair Leave not even a ghost in the garden.

Quit being so busy and learn quiet, to quit talking so much and learn silence.

When eagles are silent, parrots begin to chatter.

By swallowing evil word unsaid noone has ever yet harmed his stomach.

ahead in the soft and sighing darkness

We are masters of the unsaid words, but slaves of those we let slip out.

When the eagles are silent, the parrots begin to jabber.

Life is fraught with opportunities to keep your mouth shut.

Too often the strong, silent man is silent only because he does not know what to say, and he is reputed strong only because he has remained silent.

The old capital is solitary and deserted. No sound of man breaks the silence of its streets. Only memory broods in the garden where the Pashas used to walk, and the courtyard where the Imperial envoy fell.

All's quiet along the Potomac to-night Except now and then a stray picket Is shot, as he walks on his beat to and fro, By a rifleman hid in the thicket.

The silence following great words of Peace.62

I have shouted to God and the Virgin, but they have not shouted back and I'm not interested in the still small voice. Surely a god can meet passion with passion?

If you felt sorry for every man you murdered, every life you broke in two, every slow and painful harvest you destroyed, every child whose future you stole, madness would throw her noose around your neck and lead you into the dark woods where the rivers are polluted and the birds are silent.

We treat each other with exceeding courtesy; we says, it's great to see you after all these years. Our tigers drink milk. Our hawks tread the ground. Our sharks have all drowned. Our wolves yawn beyond the open cage. Our snakes have shed their lightning, our apes their flights of fancy, our peacocks have renounced their plumes. The bats flew out of our hair long ago. We fall silent in mid-sentence, all smiles, past help. Our humans don't know how to talk to one another.

O sofrimento (capítulo três) não insulta o corpo. A morte chega com o sono. E vais sonhar que nem é preciso respirar, que o silêncio sem ar não é uma música má, pequeno como uma fagulha, a um toque te apagarás.

È vero, taccio - ma taccio solo per timore che il mio canto in futuro mi dia dolore, che verrà giorno e d'un tratto smentirà le parole, resteranno ritmi e rime, se ne andrà l'amore, e sarà inafferrabile come l'ombra di un ramo.

Pero cómo contestar a preguntas nunca hechas, si, además, una es para vosotras tan nadie.

E sognerai che non occorre affatto respirare che il silenzio senza respiro è una musica passabile, sei piccolo come una scintilla e ti spegni al ritmo di quella.

But they know about us, they know, the four corners, and the chairs nearby us. Discerning shadows also know, and even the table keeps quiet.

It felt right not to talk. It felt good just to be. Sometimes there was no need to fill the air with words.

Wszak?e nie mog?o go tu nie by? — i nie omyli?em si? — tam, pomi?dzy wierzbami, w ich jamie, niewyra?ny, tkwi? na posterunku pod krzakami i wypatrywa?. Nie waha?em si? ani chwili. Po cichu przedosta?em si? do niego i stan??em obok, on ani drgn??, ja znieruchomia?em — a moje zg?oszenie si? na widza by?o deklaracj?, ?e ma we mnie towarzysza!

Otó? fakt, ?e nasz jÄ™zyk nie zmienia siÄ™ od podstaw po przekroczeniu fatalnej granicy, ?e pomiÄ™dzy pierwszymi a ostatnimi sonatami Beethovena nie ma przepaÅ›ci, nie dajÄ…cej siÄ™ wypeÅ'ni?, jest bijÄ…cym w oczy dowodem, ?e czÅ'owiek w swym indywidualnym istnieniu nie mo?e siÄ™ wypowiedzie? - ?e jest milczeniem - ?e jest pozbawiony wyrazu.