Quotes About Silence

Who is that?" Alec asked, puzzled by the man's silence. "That's Rhiri. He's deaf, mute, and absolutely loyal. Best servant I ever found.

The most profound statements are often said in silence.

Sometimes, silence is what you need to let love find you.

In daylight, silence is louder and angrier than at any other time. There are no sweet measures of silence such as night's stars, or evening's sunset, or morning's growing light. There is only bright, hard silence and it sounds louder than drums.

Shut up," Morgan said, whirling on the woman and pointing the sword at her. "Shut up, you shrill harpy, before I aid you in doing so by means of a dozen ways you won't care for in the least." Adhémar's fiancée fell, blessedly, silent.

He threw open the shutters and was silent. "There," he said, pointing to a shooting star. "Wish to stay together. Hurry." She watched the star's arc fade and wished, secure in her love's embrace. "I wish that we'll be together forever," she whispered. He pressed his lips against her ear. "I wish that we'll be together forever," he echoed. "Now it can't help but come to pass.

Whereas in the past my Christianity was focused on work and effort and striving, I can honestly say that the center from which my spiritual life flows today is the time I set aside daily to be silent in the presence of God, emptying my mind as best I can of words and thoughts, and simply inviting God to fill that open space. Every time I do this I feel as if I fall into a well of love—a love that centers me, calms me, and heals me on deeper levels than my conscious mind understands.

If I really wanted to say or ask anything important (to her imposing father) I could not trust my tongue to get it right.

As the historian Robert Gildea has noted, "After the war, those who had done least in the resistance often spoke the most, while those who had done the most spoke the least.

the tongue, for instance, is privileged with information indifferent to words.

Numbing the pain never goes to the source of the real issue to make us healthier. It only silences our screaming need for help.

I don't know what to say or how to say it." So I said nothing. Not a word. I stuffed it all down and started to build a barrier to hide behind. After the incident, I smiled when I saw her, but I held her at a distance. She knew something was wrong, but when she questioned me about it, I lied. "Everything's fine," I said. But everything wasn't fine. Not at all.

This went beyond just rejection from man. That is hard. But what's downright horrible is when God seems to just silently stand by, withholding answers and solutions for which you've cried out. That deep hurt can make you question His goodness.

getting wrapped up in the affections of an adulterous relationship are all desperate attempts to silence the cries of a hungry soul.

When there is an undoing of your life, there is an unknowing of every next millisecond. Every next breath. The peaceful predictability of what you thought would be your life is suddenly replaced by a very unexpected darkness and silence you aren't used to.

As I sat in silence, the spirit interceded with perfect prayers on my behalf

On the surface, it appears that all we're talking about is food and the amount we consume. In reality, there is a more serious issue at the root. Overstuffing ourselves with food or drink or getting wrapped up in the affections of an inappropriate relationship are all desperate attempts to silence the cries of a hungry soul.

God is good at being God. I don't have to figure my present circumstances out. I don't have to fill the silence left behind in another person's absence. I don't have to know all the whys and what-ifs. All I have to do is trust.

remember not every face-to-face confrontation needs a verbal response

When the soul communes with itself the lip is silent.

You know There are moments when silence, prolonged and unbroken, More expressive may be than all words ever spoken.

Three things are ever silent--Thought, Destiny, and the Grave.

I was terrified as only grown men and women can be when they wake up in the middle of the night and begin to realise, in the absolute silence and solitude all around them, that it is not only their dream that has woken them, that it is their whole way of life.

In the silence, whether we listen to the creation around us, the words of revelation, or the deepest stirrings of our own hearts, we begin to perceive another voice, one that is too often lost in the static of life. It is no use saying: "Speak, Lord, your servant wants to hear," if We never risk the silence to listen. 48