Quotes About Unspoken

What was a dream but a way of knowing what was inside you? After all this time, they forgave each other on this morning in May when the world was green, when bees circled the laurel, when words didn't need to be spoken, when anything that had been lost could still be found.

Something that could not easily bu put into words and indeed might never be.

I can't describe what I'm feeling, she said. To anyone.

Nos sonreímos el uno al otro, como si ambos supiéramos algo que ninguno de los dos tenía el valor de decir.

What do we leave behind but things not done, not said, not finished? Empty clothes, empty rooms, empty spaces in the ones who knew us? Mistakes never made right and hopes rotted down to nothing?

She wished she had better words. Ones that somehow bound up all he'd been to her. All the things felt but never said. All the holes he'd leave behind. But how can you fit all that in a bit of breath? 'By

Words deserted him immediately. He could only speak when he was not asked to.

The most dangerous stories are the ones that never get told.

Supongo que, cuando no se pueden decir las cosas, las miradas se cargan de palabras.

Cuando no se pueden decir las cosas, las miradas se cargan de palabras.

Tears are words the heart can't express.

We had managed to drift into that awful arena, so familiar to the long-term married couple, where what was left unspoken was actually more damaging than what was said.

We had managed to drift into that awful arena, so familiar to the long-term married couple, where what was left unspoken was actually more damaging than what was said. We weren't married, by the way. Andreas had proposed to me, doing the whole diamond-ring-down-on-one-knee thing, but we had both been too busy to follow through, and anyway, my Greek wasn't good enough yet to understand the service.

The break-hard determination to be a good person, what happened to that? How is it true I have to go now? She's lost my name, but the occasion of my presence begs more. Who is my mother now I am unspoken for?

And what I really intended to say in the end remains unsaid.

I'm not permitted to explain the rules of the game. Nor to acknowledge whether or not we're playing one.

The dead never listen when you want to tell them anything.

I cried for my brokenness, for the way her words had crippled me, and for the three unspoken words I'd been carrying with me for a while now, and how quickly one of them had changed.

We stayed away from the fact of Lark's existence, or anything to do with our actual thoughts.

Os olhos continuaram a dizer coisas infinitas, as palavras de boca é que nem tentavam sair, tornavam ao coração caladas como vinham...

I think I feel rather differently about sympathy to what seems the normal view. I like just to feel it is there, but not always expressed.

The striking part of his communication is what he doesn't say, when saying something would make a difference.

What is a secret wish? It is what you want but cannot ask.

Even when they did not look at each other or speak to each other, he could feel a powerful current between them.