Quotes About Unspoken

There are kinds of pain that you can't speak out loud.

I wonder if the conversations you've never had with someone count, if you've been over them a thousand times in your mind.

Until I understood why you didn't cry, even though it hurt: there are kinds of pain you couldn't speak out loud.

So you see, this is why I never told my story. If you lived through it, you already know there are no words that will ever come close to describing it. And if you didn't, you will never understand.

What's known in the heart doesn't always need to be uttered by mouth.

Há pessoas com quem as palavras são desnecessárias. Nos entendíamos e amávamos mudamente, meu pai e eu. Talvez pelo fato de sua figura emocionar-me tanto, evitei sempre pisar com ele o terreno das coisas emocionais, pois estou certo de que, se começássemos a falar, cairíamos os dois em pranto, tão grandes eram em nós os motivos para chorar.

Radio affects most intimately, person-to-person, offering a world of unspoken communication between writer-speaker and the listener.

The triumphs of a mysterious non-meeting are desolate ones; unspoken phrases, silent words.

Confidence, of course is an admirable asset to a golfer, but it should be an unspoken confidence. It is perilous to put it into speech. The gods of golf lie in wait to chasten the presumptious.

There is a wealth of unexpressed love in the world. It is one of the chief causes of sorrow evoked by death: what might have been said or might have been done that never can be said or done.

Dad drove Heather home. He didn't talk much in the car. He just kept shaking his head and muttering under his breath.

It's that the silence hanging between us, the awkward and painful glance we share, acknowledges that I'm sitting in his seat. I start to stand up, but Ely shakes his head and gestures for me to stay seated. It's cool, he whispers. I watch him stride away to the elevator.

pity very often—not always—comes with an unspoken and sometimes unrecognized element of contempt.

And was there love there? Beyond the limits of flesh and time, was all love possible? Was it necessary? The voice of my thoughts seemed to be Uncle Lamb's. My family, and all I knew of love as a child. A man who had never spoken love to me, who had never needed to, for I knew he loved me, as surely as I knew I loved. For where all love is, the speaking is unnecessary. It is all. It is undying. And it is enough.

My family, and all I knew of love as a child. A man who had never spoken love to me, who had never needed to, for I knew he loved me, as surely as I knew I lived. For where all love is, the speaking is unnecessary. It is all. It is undying. And it is enough.

And everything stayed unsaid.

The things that the novel does not say are necessarily more numerous than those it does say and only a special halo around what is written can give the illusion that you are reading also what is not written.

Le cose che il romanzo non dice sono necessariamente più di quelle che dice, e solo un particolare riverbero di ciò che è scritto può dare l'illusione di stare leggendo anche il non scritto.

Ne resta una di cui non parli mai.» "Marco Polo chinò il capo. "«Venezia,» disse il Kan. "Marco sorrise. «E di che altro credevi che ti parlassi?» "L'imperatore non batté ciglio. «Eppure non ti ho mai sentito fare il suo nome.»

Some unspoken human communication is taking place on a hidden channel. I did not realize they communicated this much without words. I note that we machines are not the only species who share information silently, wreathed in codes.

Hawking has violated the unspoken rules of atheism. He isn't supposed to use words like 'create' or even 'made.' They necessitate a Creator and a Maker. Neither are you supposed to let out that the essence of atheism is to believe that nothing created everything, because it's unthinking.

Racism in Brazil is well hidden, subtle, and unspoken, underestimated by the media. It is nevertheless extremely violent.

WHEN SOMEBODY GOES AWAY THERE'S THINGS YOU WANT TO TELL THEM. WHEN SOMEBODY DIES MAYBE THAT'S THE WORST THING. YOU WANT TO TELL THEM THINGS THAT HAPPEN AFTER.

There are just some feelings, I've learned, for which we never invented the right words.