Quotes About Silence

He felt a sudden sadness, hanging like a stone pendant within his throat, the cold, smooth mass preventing him from speaking.

Shut up and look holy!

The world suffers a lot. Not because the violence of bad people. But because of the silence of the good people.

Nothing is so contrary to military rules as to make the strength of your army known, either in the orders of the day, in proclamations, or in the newspapers.

Ten people who speak make more noise than ten thousand who are silent.

Never tell your enemy he is doing the wrong thing.

Religion is excellent stuff for keeping common people quiet.

Exista lucruri care nu se scriu niciodata!

Wise men, when in doubt whether to speak or to keep quiet, give themselves the benefit of the doubt, and remain silent.

Every day silence harvests its victims. Silence is a mortal illness.

The first week of August hangs at the very top of summer, the top of the live-long year, like the highest seat of a Ferris wheel when it pauses in its turning. The weeks that come before are only a climb from balmy spring, and those that follow a drop to the chill of autumn, but the first week of August is motionless, and hot. It is curiously silent, too, with blank white dawns and glaring noons, and sunsets smeared with too much color.

this quiet place exists as we exist, here on the earth. It just is. That is where the best writing comes from and what we must connect with in order to write well.

Before the war, they were happy, he said, quoting our textbook. (This was senior-year history class.) The slaves were clothed, fed, and better off under a master's care. I watched the words blur on the page. No one raised a hand, disagreed. Not even me.

It was very sad under the trees. Although spring was well advanced, in the deep shade there was nothing but death-rotten leaves, gray and white fungi, and over everything a funeral hush.

Nod house turned into shout house. In the shout house memory said shut up. It said silence, misery said amen, the mule's head meant my stubborn lungs. . . I stood imagining I fell back dreaming, stuck tongue stuck in my jaw broke my jaw

Listen or thy tongue will keep thee deaf.

I love the stars. Because they can't say anything. I love the stars. Because they do not judge anyone.

Hatori: "SHIGURE... I WILL TELL EVERYONE IN THE PUBLISHING INDUSTRY EVERYTHING I KNOW ABOUT YOU, STARTING FROM WHEN YOU WERE FOUR YEARS OLD..." Shigure: "Sorry, Tohru-kun. My lips are sealed!

If everything you say gets laughed at... then you become afraid of everyone... and are no longer able to speak... even knowing all that does is bother everyone... Your heart... ....shuts down... And your words die....

We're not really...getting along...she always says I'm...that I'm no good. The things I do are always wrong. She says all these terrible things all the time.. and says it's for my own good. If I talk back, she only blows up at me...but if I stay quiet...I feel like a punching bag...

I love the stars. Because they can't say anything. I love the stars. Because they do not judge anyone.

Yes, Fouada, there's another wall in your head, one you were not born with, but which day by day was erected out of long silence.

Like adults throughout history Jebel then just stood there unable to think of anything else to say.

You have not converted a man because you have silenced him.