Quotes About Soundless

Poetry is a whim of Nature in her lighter moods; it requires nothing but its own madness and, lacking that, it becomes a soundless cymbal, a belfry without a bell.

There was something undifferentiated and yet complete, which existed before Heaven and Earth. Soundless and formless, it depends on nothing and does not change. It operates everywhere and is free from danger. It may be considered the mother of the universe. I do not know its name; I call it Tao.

Time stays silent and soundless; however, it comes out and reflects, becoming as a history.

listen. the leaves no longer rustle, the wind no longer sighs, our hearts no longer beat. They've fallen silent. Fallen, as if into the earth. Or is it we who have fallen? Perhaps it's not the world that is soundless but we who are dear. What membrane seals us off from the music we used to dance to? Why can't we hear?

She laughed, a cat's soundless amusement, and nodded thanks.

His laugh came forth as a voiceless sob.

Learn that there is no cure for desire, no cure for the love of reward, no cure for the misery of longing, save in the fixing of the sight and hearing on that which is invisible and soundless.

Everyone's screaming, I try to make a sound, But no one hears me

My meditation Is my soul's Soundless sound-conversation With my Inner Pilot

If you were going to shoot a mime, would you use a silencer?

Of course you don't make any noise in space, because there's no air.

The blackness he woke to on those nights was sightless and impenetrable. A blackness to hurt your ears with listening. Often he had to get up. No sound but the wind in the trees. He rose and stood tottering in that cold autistic dark with his arms outheld for balance while the vestibular calculations in his skull cranked out their reckonings.

El poder de Alá: sin sonido, sin forma; pero cuando se manifiesta, nadie puede resistírsele.