Quotes About Unspoken

She was like the dust that clung to his shirt. She was in the silences that had become so frequent at the house, silences that welled up between their words, sometimes cold and hollow, sometimes pregnant with things that went unsaid, like a cloud filled with rain that never fell.

Not a word passes between us, not because we have nothing to say, but because we don't have to say anything- that's how it is between people who are each other's first memories.

Not a word passes between us, not because we have nothing to say, but because we don't have to say anything—that's how it is between people who are each other's first memories, people who have fed from the same breast.

Ik denk dat er verhalen zijn die niet verteld hoeven te worden.

Some secrets can never be known. They go to the grave with you like children never born. —LUCIA THE HUNTRESS, Valkyrie of mysterious origin, world's most skilled archeress

Then we were quiet. Quiet isn't easy. Especially with virtual strangers. They say that nature hates a vacuum, and so it's kind of natural to want to fill up a human silence with words—any kind of lame words. But there was such a feeling of space around us that my first self-conscious word died long before I ever felt it on my tongue.

Because words unsaid can change a course as surely as words said.

How many unuttered words died in the heads of those for whom a word was too expensive.

My feelings are too loud for words and too shy for the world.

In scoping out the party crowd, does one face catch your eye? The Tierra del Fuegans have an expression, mamihlapinatapei, which is listed in the Guinness Book of Records as the world's mist succinct word. It refers to the act of 'looking into each other's eyes, each hoping that the other will initiate what both want to do but neither chooses to commence.

Grayson told me. "I wanted her to be you." "Don't say that," I whispered. He looked at me one last time. "There are so many things that I will never say.

You hated the idea of me." "But not you. Never you." "I wanted Eve to be different," Grayson told me. "I wanted her to be you." "Don't say that," I whispered. He looked at me one last time. "There are so many things that I will never say.

What would I have said to him if I'd known I would never see him again?

To attempt to speak of what has been, would be impossible. Abyss has no Biographer -

La blessure n'a pas besoin d'être décrite pour être ressentie

It's tiring to carry the weight of eternally unsaid words.

He'd seen interviews—the way Cheever Sanders had looked at Blake Manning had made him yearn for things he'd never voiced to himself before.

The role of a writer is not to say what we can all say, but what we are unable to say.

Montalbano felt moved. This was real friendship, Sicilian friendship, the kind based on intuition, on what was left unsaid. With a true friend, one never needs to ask, because the other understands on his own accordingly.

I look out past the corn and the wheat and wonder how many sets of bones are buried, unspoken, keeping their stories to themselves in the dirt. I wonder if they know the sky is bright blue today and the air smells sweet. I wonder if they still listen in.

In a Western, you don't over-explain.

I don't think I'm allowed to talk about that. It is definitely not me. The role has been cast.

The most important thing a man has to tell you is what he's not telling you," he said. "The most important thing he has to say is what he's trying not to say.

As important as shared memories is the silent agreement that certain things never happened.