Quotes About Unspoken

And once again, only the Small Things were said. The Big Things lurked unsaid inside.

only the Small Things are ever said. The Big Things lurk unsaid inside.

Big thinks lurks unsaid inside

And once again, only the Small Things were said. The Big Things lurked unsaid inside. (165)

The silence sat between grandniece and baby grandaunt like a third person. A stranger. Swollen. Noxious.

before I could get the words out of my mouth.

Adam had smiled at him and Max had smiled back. And then they both just stood there in that awkward silence that happens when two people are attracted to each other but don't know what to do about it because they are strangers.

Today we have discovered the word that could not be said. I

Schizoid behavior is a pretty common thing in children. It's accepted, because all we adults have this unspoken agreement that children are lunatics.

You know, schizoid behavior is a pretty common thing in children. It's accepted, because all we adults have this unspoken agreement that children are lunatics.

We stood there, looking at each other, saying nothing. But it was the kind of nothing that meant everything.

And there followed a strange, elongated couple of minutes. The kind in which two people know they have to part, and don't want to.And while neither can acknowledge it, each believes the other feels it too.

He talked to her in the way that people tell lifelong secrets to fellow passengers in railway carriages: an unburdened intimacy, resting on the unspoken understanding that they were unlikely to meet again.

I could hear him thinking the million things he chose not to say.

I had a million things to say and none I knew how.

I felt crushed under the weight of the things unsaid between us.

There was a volume to what was not being said.

The fact that I'm silent doesn't mean I have nothing to say.

We have so much to say, and we shall never say it.

I had read history too closely, read of Caesar and the Roman Empire. I had not noticed that in the books there were white spaces between each line; the white spaces are there to remind you of the unspoken, unwritten truth. When one only reads the words and does not read what is not written in the book, then one will never learn to understand.

Crowfeather gave her a long look, hostility and something else in his eyes. He seemed about to say something, then just nodded and headed out of the camp.

He must have found the move disorienting, but we never spoke of it.

I often don't say things out loud, even when I should.

I carry an inner monologue, but the words often don't reach my lips