Quotes About Silence

es mejor tener la boca llena de veneno que un secreto del corazón. Cualquier idiota sabe escupir el veneno, pero nosotros guardamos esos tesoros dolorosos. Tragamos para contenerlos todos los días, obligándonos a permanecer en lo más profundo de nosotros. Ahí se quedan, volviéndose cada vez más pesados, enconándose. Con el tiempo, no pueden evitar aplastar el corazón que los contiene.

It was closer to the sound a heavy snowfall makes, a muffled hush that almost makes less noise than no noise at all. Felurian

IT WAS NIGHT AGAIN. The Waystone Inn lay in silence, and it was a silence of three parts.

I never talked about my parents, and referring to them in the past tense felt uncomfortable. Disloyal.

Amanecía. En la posada Roca de Guía reinaba el silencio, un silencio triple.

Words are pale shadows of forgotten names.

El silencio más obvio era una calma inmensa y resonante, constituido por las cosas que faltaban

There were gaps and breaks in our conversation, silences that stretched too long, silences that were short but terrifyingly deep.

brushed the silence down the road like trailing autumn leaves.

the silence remained.

silence was his. This

the greatest silence of the three, wrapping the others inside itself. It

didn't feel like explaining myself, and was quite comfortable tolerating an uncomfortable silence.

Qué nos queda cuando nos fallan las palabras?

Half of seeming clever is keeping your mouth shut at the right times. So

The majority of important things cannot be said outright.

This was appropriate, as it was the greatest silence of the three, wrapping the others inside itself.

It is quiet, and when the belling tower strikes the late hour, it doesn't break the silence so much as it underpins it.

They smelled of road dust and horses. He breathed it in like perfume. Best of all was the noise. Leather creaking. Men laughing. The fire cracked and spat. The women flirted. Someone even knocked over a chair. For the first time in a long while there was no silence in the Waystone Inn. Or if there was, it was too faint to be noticed, or too well hidden. Kote

IN THE FULLNESS OF TIME, and with considerable help from Deoch and Wilem, I became drunk. Thus it was that three students made their slightly erratic way back to the University. See them as they go, weaving only slightly. It is quiet, and when the belling tower strikes the late hour, it doesn't break the silence so much as it underpins

the innocent silence that had gathered like a clear pool around the three men was beginning to darken into a silence of a different kind.

I opened my mouth. Then closed it, deciding this was probably not the right time for questions. Half of seeming clever is keeping your mouth shut at the right times.

So as we rode there were many things unspoken. The tension built in the air between us as the road jounced away beneath the cart's wheels. There were gaps and breaks in our conversation, silences that stretched too long, silences that were short but terrifyingly deep.

speak least if you would be most often heard.